"I try," she said quietly. "I always tried to do some good where I could."
"Like grooves in records, wearing a path in the world," she mused. Then she blinked a few times, shaking her head like she was waking from a dream. "Don't mind me. Just thinking out loud, I suppose."
"Well just let me know when you'd like to come by, and I can make sure there's a room ready for you."