A few weeks ago while driving home from a soccer/lacrosse/track or some other kind of sporting event I passed by this cute young woman holding up sign and waving her arms at traffic. It was on one of the busiest corners in town. My curiosity was sufficiently piqued that I turned around and went back to get find out what prompted the strange sign and to ask permission to take her photo.
She explained that she often says "I'm sorry", even when it isn't needed. For some reason a group of her friends decided that to break her of this habit she should stand on the corner for 30 minutes telling everyone that she is not sorry.
If I had given more thought before writing this post maybe I could have come up with some earth shattering insights into evil acts or unkind deeds. Or maybe a long diatribe on the healing powers of forgiveness. But I didn't. I just thought she was cute and was a good sport about letting me post her photo (yes, I got her permission).
So if you were expecting something profound, I'm sorry.
No wait. I'm not sorry.