friendly people rock

Sometimes NYC can seem like the coldest, loneliest place on earth - & sometimes I want to run around & hug everyone. Last Friday I had one of those happy moments. I was in Grand Central walking to the train, listening to Tchaikovsky concerto & "playing" along with my left hand on an imaginary violin. As I walked by this woman, she looked at my speedy fingers & said, "Wow your fingers are so fast!" She had the friendliest smile on her face - she wasn't making fun of me, she wasn't telling me I was weird, her happiness was just overflowing onto me. I could be wrong, since all this happened in about 2 seconds, but she brightened the rest of my night with that one smile.