You sniffled and blinked a few times as you stared out of the windshield of your idling car at nothing in particular. It looked like the weight of whatever you had going on in life was working overtime at weighing you down. I remember thinking that at that hour of the morning it must have been tough, but the look that made its home on your face was unmistakable. I may not have known what had happened to make you look that sad, but whatever it was I hope it gets better for you.
As I brought my gaze back from my rearview mirror I noticed that the car in front of mine had inched forward in the drive-tru, so I did the same. I ordered my coffee and when I made my way to the drive up window I paid for yours along with mine.
I know I don’t know who you are or what you were going through, but I know how it feels to be in a place that’s tough to handle. And once in a while, it’s the little things that make a world of difference. I know it wasn’t much, but I hope the coffee helped.