Puddles

When I was walking down the street today a man walked by - as usual I was singing loudly. He looked at me for a second then looked down, I assumed he was a weirdo and began to walk much faster and splash around in the puddles despite the water in my shoes. It wasn't until I had crossed the street and heard the man drive away that I realized how I always assume the absolute worse in people. In fact, he probably assumed that I was strange (which I am) due to the fact that I was singing about christians and pagans at the top of my lungs. Hmm. Just something to think about.