The little things

This morning on the Metro...I was sort of immersed in my crossword and John Legend. And then I looked up as the train stopped at a station and realized that what had been a pretty empty non-rush hour train had filled up. I pulled my purse onto my lap to give the guy who had just gotten on the seat next to me. And he smiled. So gratefully. As if I had done something out of the ordinary or made some major concession. It kind of made my day. And it was one of those once-in-a-while Metro experiences that makes you wonder. Who was that guy? Where was he on his way to? And did he have any idea how nice his smile was?