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May 14, 2009
Walking to work today, I was wondering if I’d made the right shoe decision given my still bruised and swollen ankle when I nearly disregarded an angel. A deep voice from behind me: “You need one bag.”

I ignored it.

Then: “You have two bags; you only need one.” I did in fact have two bags, and I was in fact struggling with them—so I turned around to see a kindly, white-haired gentleman, tall and thin, glasses, and he said again: “You need one bag, on your back, if you are going to carry around all of that stuff.”