Awkward? Hmm. Not really.
I have been stopped before by old people offering me help. One time, I was by the stream. I was sitting in the rain, and I was cold. She offered me some money... I refused the money as I didn't want to cause inconvience. She told me if I needed help, she lived at a house across the road.
Another time, I was crying at the train station because Andrew had just gone home. I felt pretty depressed and an old lady asked what was wrong. When I told her, she reassurred me and gave me a hug.
These were people I've never met, but I appreciated the kindness of them.
So awkward? Not really... Although it might have seemed that way to others.










I can go ANYWHERE and I get THE most friendly people with the most interesting stories to tell. My friends laugh every time I go out because there's always a middle-aged soccer mom that wants to tell me about her experience at the ATM machine or an elderly man giving me advice on buying soap at K-Mart. It's something I really like, speaking with people I have never met and never will meet again. It's a brief connection that really connects us with everyone else. 
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