An Example Of A Little Kindness That Happened To Me Yesterday.
I spent a couple hours yesterday in a state that I can only describe as pure rage. I won't get into the details of it, but suffice it to say that I wanted to hurt someone, anyone. Don't get the wrong idea, I haven't hit anyone since I was a kid - but I WANTED to hurt someone, break a wall, smash something - it's the kind of anger that I never used to let myself feel. Instead, I took a walk.
I tore a few leaves off of bushes, punched a few things that I knew wouldn't break - expressed my anger in the least destructive ways I could think of... after a couple hours of this, I leaned against a signpost and just... hung there. I felt completely drained - no energy, no drive, no hope. "the world is rotten - everyone is tainted by evil people, everyone justifies evil. Evil wins." I knew I was being overly pessimistic, and that it was just the misery talking... but I didn't care.
A car drove by, and instead of driving past, it stopped. A woman inside asked me "are you okay." I didn't move for a while. The seconds ticked on, until finally I forced my head upward, and with a shaky voice said "no." A few more seconds passed - I could tell she had no idea what to say. Finally, she said "I'm sorry - is there anything I can do?" My slumped form showed no visible response, but inside I was taken aback. I said with sincerity "there's nothing you can do - but I really appreciate you noticing." She told me she would pray for me, and then drove off.
I walked the rest of the way home with an almost normal amount of energy and vigor - and in my head I said "there's still decency in this world."