I’d love to say the day got better after that … but not so much.
Then at lunch hour, as I walked to the bank, I felt a sudden splash of water on my head. The sky was clear and blue but when I looked up to check, I saw that I’d inadvertently walked right under a busy window washer dangling outside the sixth floor. Guess he’d been shaking out his squeegee.
Put me on my guard a little for the rest of the day. Then, on my way home, a sad old man with trembling hands approached me at the subway asking for money for food. At first I admit I was annoyed as I’d talked to this same man (and given him money) many times. But for some reason, today I decided to look him squarely in the eyes.
And what I saw there was fear. And sadness.
So my grumpiness of the day faded away and I gave him what I could.
I guess it hit me that many people’s problems are a lot worse than finding raccoon poo on your Welcome Mat ….
P.S. My favourite song of the moment. Enjoy!