scoots

while apartment searching this weekend i rode along museum row and was at a stop light. an old fella with a walker had one foot and his walker up on the curb, but couldnt get the rest of his body to follow. he was trying to build up momentum to beat gravity until a guy came along to give him a hand.

now i always try to help others be it holding a door, letting a car into my lane, giving someone change, little things but i am always aware of my place in this world and how i can help make things a little better for everyone.

and in this city of greed, i have not seen many a helpful hand, so when i saw this old white guy get a hand from a middle aged black guy, it kinda got me teary eyed and a little hopeful that maybe all isnt lost in this world and some people still get the fact that we are all not a bunch of individuals here.

then a guy passed me on the shoulder and cut in front of me without as much a turn signal or a wave.