Running on Perry Point today I passed by a man in a wheelchair who I see almost every time I am out that way. He was on his way back from a free town festival, carrying cotton candy in his hand. As soon as I was within ear shot, we exchanged hellos and with the biggest smile on his face he told me he hoped I was having a great day. By no means was my day bad or even mediocre up to that point, but after our exchange I felt joyous for having had the opportunity to share a brief moment with this (almost) complete stranger. His zest for life, despite his physical limitations, is so very inspiring!