365 # 68: Joy

Cliche though it may sound, you usually seemed to live up to your name, at least during business hours when I was around you. One day I was in a godawfully grouchy mood. As I walked my storm cloud past your desk, you said "Buddha loves you, Travis." I grumbled a "whatever" or a "hush" or maybe I was even rude enough to say "shut up." But as I walked off, it did make me smile.