I was having a tough day. Lots of work requiring real emotional energy. I was feeling drained.
On my way home a guy is jamming on the jazz piano. Just jamming.
I keep on walking.
Then I stop.
I turn around.
I drop $5 in the bucket.
We exchange a few words. We both smile. Both our days get better.
There’s joy in giving. Real, actual joy.
Nothing intangible about it.