I feel guilty for not having the guts to help that middle school looking girl who was clearly
having difficulties balancing these 3 plastic bags filled with sterilize oshibori on her arms.
I was there, standing a few feet away from her by the train door. Glancing every now and then
every time I notice her discomfort when a plastic bag slithers slowly between her arms.
I was itching to offer her my eco-bag (which I purposely brought that day since I was planning
to do some groceries) thinking that it would be a lot more difficult carrying all of those under the rain.
Yet, at the same time, I was scared to offend her and misunderstood my good intentions.
Sigh.
I really need to get over my fear of offending people.
I wish I could go back to being the carefree kid I used to be.