Tonight on the train, an old man – and I’m not sure if he even knew about my knee hurting – offered me a seat, instead of taking it himself. I did not take it, yet he encouraged me again. Fortunately another seat across the way was now open, as well, so I took that one, and let the old man have his nearby seat. Nonetheless, an old man offered me his seat. I was and still am honored.
Day 40 of 40