Pay It Forward

It’s been on my to-do list for about two weeks—pay it forward.

I remember the day I typed it into my phone. The people in front of me in a fast food drive-through had paid for my lunch. They were gone by the time I was informed. “Who was it?” I implored. The drive-through employee just looked at me. How was he to know? “Well, what did they look like?” Initially, I thought it must be someone who knew me; why else would they do it? Later, I realized it was probably just someone who had had the same done to them. I knew, then, that I had to pay it forward, and I remember feeling intoxicated with the assurance of the goodness of people as I put the task on my to-do list—pay it forward. I was high with hope for our community, the world, civilization. Giddy. Motivated to do good in this world, to make someone else feel like I was feeling at that very moment. More