A Short Story About Karma
Originally posted in October 2013: SO this is a story about my day. Today I woke up in my new home, a home right off the town square featured in the hit movie Groundhog Day. Yes, sirree, I’m living on that Square. Life here is pretty fabulous. Unfortunately life at home is not as fab as it is on the Square, and I normally would get my therapy (for gender deviance) over skype, but there is no internet in this house yet.
So off I go at 8 in the bloody morning off on a spontaneous adventure! I didn’t even bother to call in to my therapist to tell her I was coming into the City for the entire duration of this little excursion, cuz I like surprises or something. Anywho I went to the train station which is happily right on the other side of the Square from where I live, but the train wouldn’t arrive for another 2 hrs. =(
I read on facebook that a friend of mine who works on the square and was hurt recently (for lifting 50 pound slabs of chocolate more than necessary, she got a herniated disk) would be attempting to go into work today, so I wandered into my favorite bar (it’s a TEA bar) and waited so I could wish her a good day. Unfortunately 930 rolled around and she had yet to show up, so back to the train I went. As it turns out, she did hear of me coming in to wish her a good day, so I unwittingly accomplished my first semi-random act of kindness. Good Karma.
Back to the train station, I got on at 9:45 and got a lovely train ride into Chicago. I got off where I intended to (clybourn) at 10:30, which got me a cool 2 hrs and 20 minutes to make my appointment. Then I pulled up the address on my mobile device and realized I planned to get off at the wrong damn stop. I meant to get off at Irving Park. -.- Not a big deal I thought, I’ll just walk there. I figure I’ve got some good karma on my plate so a brisk walk can’t hurt. To my dismay after the first 2 miles I checked my phone again and saw I had another 3.5 miles to go. Well… so much for karma I thought. This is the relative route without revealing where my therapist is if you are curious what the intersections look like: http://goo.gl/maps/pDCtj I managed to walk another 2 miles before my foot was like: “No More!” (i injured it pretty bad last week, I just recently got well enough to stop walking with a cane.) I happened to see a cab just as I was about to give out. There’s that Karma paying off I said to myself.
The taxi ride was smooth and as the last mile and a half passed by I saw just how utterly impossible the rest of my trek would have been without it, and to my joy the cabbie said the GPS gave him a slightly longer route than he would have liked, so I only got charged half price, though I did give a 20% tip anyways. Good Karma paid off?
My session was fun and that’s all I’ll say on that matter. Although when I arrive my therapist was quite surprised to see me there. By the way, with the long arse walk and the heat and the lack of sidewalks on some parts and the hellish 5-way intersections and the cabbie I made it with 2 whole minutes to spare.
So I started headed home; I took a nice shortcut right around the back of the overpass I didn’t know about and got to the outbound ramp with 3 hrs til the next train to the Square (I missed the last train by ten minutes, but I doubt I could make it with my therapy schedule). Fortunately there was a train only an hr from my time that would go to the city I used to live, and I figured I could get a ride from my parents. I went and got something to eat locally and got on the train shortly after. A few stops from the end of the line I called my parents. No response. I called a friend or two and one was busy and one didnt answer. I was hopeless for about 10 minutes and then the friend who didn’t answer called and agreed to take me home from there.
My friend gets lost kind of easy, but she managed to make it to me just in time for my phone to die (from GPSing a 5 mile walk mostly, it hurts the battery a lot). She also managed to get lost about 4 times around the Square, and we ended up on the wrong way of a busyish one-way street for a bit, but we corrected it pretty easy without being noticed by any sort of authority figure. Good karma paid off?
We eventually made it to the Square and I had a lovely few hours with my friend. We went back to the Tea Bar and I learned my friend who works there was indeed having a good day and got my memo, and that her and my friend were old friends. I treated my friend to a fancy drink and fun chat ensued. On this note, all the bartenders/shoppeworkers already like me because I’ve been coming in every day bringing some much needed joy to the Square.
Anywho, my friend went home and I paid my rent, and I returned to the Tea Bar for a drink. I realized later I’m not supposed to drink this week, so that’s good, but I managed 1 drink before realizing. Anywho, as I was ordering my first drink, I overheard some girl mention it was her birthday, so I passed the bartender a note to offer the birthday girl a fancy (and super expensive) truffle of her choosing, but I wished to remain anonymous. The bar staff was so floored by my gesture that they didn’t even charge me for the truffle, but I ended up tipping them the exact amount it would have cost anyways. I wanted to remain anonymous because of a few reasons. 1) I didn’t want to seem like I was flirting. 2) I didn’t want any praise, as doing things solely for praise generates bad karma. and 3) I wanted to enact one completely Random Act of Kindness for the day.
The girl was overjoyed and I’m glad I could bring some mystery to her birthday, even though she outspoke “but I didn’t tell anyone it was my birthday!” and the bartender pointed out “you did mention it earlier, maybe one of our fellow patrons overheard you.” Anywho, I left shortly after they did as I realized I shouldn’t be drinking (it’s a week before major surgery)… and went to an actual bar. Well, I only went to the bar (a hippie tavern) to play one song, to see if I could get away with it. I put on Topographic Ocean, double checked with the owner that that was okay, got a “hell yeah”, and left after the song played through (an hour later).
ANYWHO: MORAL OF THE STORY:
TL;DR:
1. Do good for others and you will be rewarded.
2. Life is an adventure, so live it as much as you can.
3. Push yourself when you can, but don’t push yourself beyond what’s healthy.
4. Never lose hope, it’s right around the corner. You just have to look for it, wave it over, or wait and hope for the best.











