Yesterday, I had a ticket for a matinee performance of a show that was only running for three days. I had a friend in one of the leading roles and he is one of my favorite people to watch on stage. I have also have a very limited social life these days and miss being in New York City daily so much.
And then they announced that trains were suspended.
(Oh, NJ Transit. Don't you ever change.)
I silently "grrrrr"ed to myself and cursed my bad luck.
And then I heard the people next to me talk about how they were waiting for the train so they could visit a 10-year-old girl at Sloan Kettering who had cancer.
And that is what we call "perspective."