As I was crossing the street I saw a homeless man walking the opposite way rambling loudly about who knows what. As we got closer to one another I heard what he was saying and he kept saying that I looked cold in my shorts and t-shirt. I smiled and said that it was a bit chilly out but I was alright.
And then he offered me his pants.
He literally asked me if I needed his pants to get warm. Something about a homeless man asking if I needed his torn up jeans kinda shook my foundation. And I liked it. I like that there are people out there that will give whatever they have even if it isn't much of anything.
For today, my faith in humanity has been restored.
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