There is a fellow who has been coming to the greenhouse since before I was born, yet he has never ever said a word to me all my life.

Until tonight.

Either because I am now magically 20 years old and therefore an intelligent human being and worth his time, or today was just one of his good days, he decided now was the time to look up, smile, and ask how I’m doing. 

That’s all he said to me.

I just don’t understand.