I want to share the little comfort with u.

I was struggling with the PowerPoint slides when the new email notification appeared in the corner on my screen, and I guessed it must be some new comments from my boss.

It was an email from secretary to raise a donation for a colleague suffering cancer. I provide a little contribution, simply some clicks, yet bringing a feeling of ease.

I can see beggars everyday on the subway, demonstrating various performance skill, but never spare a single coin, because I believe they are some kind of professional and I am not rich enough to pay for such amusement, whereas the times of showing a cold face to them make me begin to question whether that is the real reason of my not giving money.

It is terrible to find oneself a miserly person, though it has been a long time since I was an idealist. Thus the ability, though tiny, to do something other than just watching could soothe the feeling of helpless. A more important point is, to some extent, some good that could be appreciated by myself is retained.