Being at the reservoir always clears my head.
Last night I walked from my place to the reservoir, as I have done many times over. Sat there listening to music, thinking about things. What to do with my life, what I want out of this life. Where my life is going. If that is where I want my life to go. How to be a better person. How to get to where I want to be.
I lost track of time and at about 2am a 20-something guy tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I was okay. He said it was not normal for a girl to be sitting alone at the reservoir at that hour; he thought I might have been there to kill myself. I laughed. He asked if I needed to talk.
I ended up pouring my heart out to a complete stranger for the next hour and a half.
Sometimes it is so much easier to talk to a stranger. No judgement. No preconceived notions. No prior understanding or biasness.
And he just listened. "I hope you find what you're looking for. It will get better." A smile. And then he walked me to the main road and left.
I never even got his name.
Random acts of kindness and humanity.... you never how much they can help.
There's always someone who cares.
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