Near the scene of the act - Lawrence Station, July 2022

A construction worker insisted I take a water bottle while I was waiting for the train this morning. I had just longboarded ten minutes downhill to the station, and although it was only 8am, the temperature was 70 degrees. It made my day, a complete stranger with which I have little in common with, offering a water from this cooler. It validated my belief that people are good. And then I realized: are we really that much different?