Kindness Starts With One^®

I was on a train ride home. It dark outside and I was sitting alone. I had a lot of time so I decided to read a book i had borrowed from my grandma. A really old book but it seemed interesting to me. A while later an older nun came to me and asked if she can sit next to me on the empty seat. Obviously i agreed but i was a little confused by that because the thing is that i dress quite differently than others. I have my hair dyed red and i had them put up in a mohawk (a punk hairstyle). I had the bug army shoes, the chains on my waist and a metal band t-shirt. People intencionaly avoid me because they're scared. But this sweet old lady didn't have a problem with that. She also seemed interesed in my book. Long story short, we spent the whole ride talking about books that we like. That was the best conversation i had with a stranger ever and i'm so gratefull for it. I was really happy about it for a whole week. Even now i still sometimes think about this wholesome encounter.