I am in a bit of a fog today. I am not quite sure what to do with myself. I went to this underground food court that has a grocery store. I bought some grapes for a snack. As I opened the bag to begin eating, an older lady stopped and asked if she could help me by "getting a knife to cut that." I know she was only trying to help, but I have never heard of green grapes needing to be cut. Maybe she didn't see what I was eating and her biggest concern was helping me in whatever way she could. I am choosing to believe that, but it is funny to think of cutting green grapes. What a slimy, green, juicy mess that would make. Maybe, like me, she didn't sleep well. None of that matters though. What does matter is that the woman was kind and made me smile.