Compulsion to Say Something

I was waiting for the elevator in the lobby of my building. Not my building but the building that I live in. Some folks had just left on an elevator. I waited for the door to close and the sign to let me know that they were headed to the second floor before pressing the button to call another elevator. There are three.

While waiting, someone else joined me in the lobby. A younger man, about half my age perhaps, maybe slightly older. When the next elevator arrived, I happened to be standing next to it. The feeling when that happens is similar to lining up just so with the doors of a…

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Aly Gulamhusein

Life is full of interesting events and experiences. Sharing stories about them helps breed a collective understanding of what we’re all doing. I’m into that.