Years after graduation, without any kind of contact, a high school acquaintance suddenly appeared in my dream several weeks ago...
...when contemplating the meaning & practice of prayers on the way to work...My Father's Eyes...a song by Boyz II Men...suddenly rang in my head...the last time I listened to this song was nearly 10 years ago (and it never entered my top 20 favourite list)...
...somehow recalled what a history teacher in junior high (a guy who went back to teach high school students because he couldn't stand the hypocrasy in business...) once said, there are many things & many people in life, that you met and you forgot...you can't recall & list them down...or even be sure if they existed...until something somehow trigger some hidden corner of your memory...
What triggered my memory in these strange days? I have no idea.
All I know, I believe in this more than ever: At any given moment, you may just leave a trace and make a change in another person's life...and you may never be aware of it...so just be the best you can be...put your heart into everything you do...and no matter how people & the environment changes...you can always be proud of yourself...
Yes, you can. You should.
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