The Season of Giving
I rushed out of Union Station yesterday morning, past all of the other people moving as quickly as possible through their day, worrying that I wouldn't be able to get everything done. The truth of the matter is that I never get everything done that I plan to do. I think this is because my perception of time is all wrong. Or maybe I'm just slow. It could actually be the later. Actually, I'm almost 100% sure it's the later. I am a bit of a daydreamer... ah well, I've spent far too long living in this brain to worry about it now.
Either way, I was worried that I couldn't keep up with time when a green light made me stop, stand still, and become more aware of my surroundings. I stood on that corner and was forced to notice the brightly-coloured, knitted scarves that had been tied to a street sign.
Seeing this set of scarves reminded me that I had seen something similar on the last block but hadn't stopped to notice. I turned back and sure enough there they were, lightly blowing in the breeze exactly one light east. The sign on the scarves read: "I am not lost. If you are cold and need me please take me."
The scarves made me smile.
They also made me like humanity a little more that morning.
Some people might argue that it's a useless gesture and that the money would be better spent donating to a larger organization more equipped to deal with the homeless population in our city. I whole-heartedly disagree. There will always be those people who don't fit into a broken system who could use a little warmth from a stranger.
These scarves made me wonder what I could do to have a positive impact on a stranger's life. I want who ever left the scarves to know that even though I'm lucky enough to not need one and so I didn't take one, their act of kindness made my day better.
I think I'll try stop worrying about the quantity of tasks I can complete tomorrow.