the color blue

note: title has nothing to do with the post, i'm just not good with titles.
the second note: i'm really quite proud of myself for keeping up with this all week

i know that the purpose of these blogs isn't to be a here's what happened to me today story but i'm going to break that rule today and tell all maybe five of you about my day. so this morning i was running kinda behind just a bit. but that's okay because i give myself about 10 minutes of extra time so that when i do run late i make it to school on time still. i don't like arriving late, it bugs me. but that's not important. i pull into the south lot and park my car in the usual row and then wait to exit my car while a car pulls in next to me. of course i glance up to see who it is and i don't recognize him. i gather all my stuff and then brace myself for the chilly walk to the school. we both leave our cars and then speed walk to the school. he either gets cold easily or just walks super fast and was soon a little ahead of me. i'm thinking this is nothing out of the ordinary, just because i go to school with this guy doesn't mean i'm going to talk to him as we walk to the school. i don't even know who he was. but when i get up to the school i see him walk up to the door and then hold it open for me. and it wasn't one of those hold it open from the inside until i grab the door things it was the all out he stood outside and held the door open for me. i said smiled and said thank you. he replied with a you're welcome and a smile as well. we went our separate ways and i still have no idea who he is. for the purpose of this i'm going to call him...jim.

today jim kinda renewed my faith in humanity. he showed me that not everyone is wrapped up in their own lives and that people out there still are willing to lend a helping hand, even if it's to a perfect stranger. so what did i do? i paid it forward and lent a helping hand today. the wind symphony traveled to one of the area middle schools today to play a recruiting concert. while walking to the car of the band mommy i was riding with i see the string base player trying to get his monstrously big instrument into the back of his truck. it was one of those trucks with the cover things making it not really a truck and, wow i'm not good at explaining cars so bear with me here, the window that is actually like a door didn't want to stay open and was causing troubles with the whole getting the big string bass into the bed of his truck that isn't actually a truck. so i held it open for him. he got the string bass in, smiled and said thanks. i played the part of jim, smiled back and said you're welcome.