A homeless fellow approached me while I was standing at the bus-stop and said:
"Sugar in the morning,
sugar in the evening, sugar all day long. You know that's an old
song, and I never quite knew what it ment, but I know one thing, the guy who wrote it, he's gots to be in
love!"
Somehow that affected me profoundly.
He didn't ask for money or a smoke, and after he just smiled at me, I couldn't help but smile back.