The other day I started a new job as a dog walker. As I was walking towards my first dog of the day, I felt alive, alert and ready to take on the world. I was looking down at my phone and I stepped in something strange. I looked down and realized it was a mango. I was grossed out, but quickly put things into perspective because it could’ve been worse. Of all the things I could step in on the street, a mango would be among my top choices. Needless to say I was feeling lucky. A couple hours later, however, after lots of walking around and playing with dogs, things took a turn for the worst. I was exhausted. I began to question my path in life and the choices that led me where I am today. Would I ever be happy? Would I ever find love? Would I be doomed to pick up dog poop forever? Then, like a beacon of hope, I came across a Juice Generation and got myself a smoothie with mango in it. I love smoothies, but I don’t normally opt for ones with mango. I don’t know whether the mango that I stepped in at the start of the day was inspiration or foreshadowing for the smoothie that would bring me back to life and carry me through the rest of the day. But either way, I was grateful. Grateful for smoothies, for mangoes, for Juice Generation, for life as New York CIty dog walker!