To the two stoned girls sitting in the bus shelter yesterday:

I was having a completely shitty day. The kind of day that makes you want to crawl in bed and hide from all the self-absorbed douchewads out there. But, alas, I required sustenance and had to go to the grocery store.

I passed by as you were singing Stand By Me, and not singing it very well. You WERE singing it loudly, and with great emotion, which is how that song is supposed to be sung. I returned home with that song in my head and sang it while I was making dinner, just like you. Loudly, not well, but with all my heart. And it fixed my day.