harraton asked: A real question: What was something that you saw or experienced that restored your faith in humanity?
Can’t say I have that much faith in humanity. As a whole, we’re ugly, deceitful creatures who believe the world revolves around us.
That said.
Part of my commute for my last job was a 20 minute walk. Each day I’d buy a coffee, put on some music and walk slowly through a nice bit of London. And most days, while walking down my favourite little street, I’d see a moustachioed man in a flat-cap walking his tiny scotty dog. He’d be wearing a tweed jacket, he’d have a pipe and he’d look like the quintissential Englishman.
And he’d smile beneath his moustache and say good morning, although he knew was I listening to music. And you could see he meant it, even when it was raining or horrible. And I’d smile and say good morning back.
So there was that.
