While riding the subway this morning heading into town, the train came to a stop and an elder man got on. I was pleased when a young woman offered him her seat, but he declined it. He and I were standing next to each other and he leaned over to me and said “my face is old, but my legs are young.” He told me he’s 82 years old, and I told him he looked 70. “And you’re 12, right?!” he said to me. We both laughed and continued to chat until two stops later when we got off and wished each other a nice day.
I came here for encounters such as this.
These little moments are big pleasures.