Among the usual crazies and oddballs that occupy every train car, one rider stood out among the rest.
He was dressed in bright orange clothing and wedged into a large motorized wheelchair.
From all the wheelchair's mechanical accoutrements, I got the impression he's had a rough life.
In a raucous voice, I heard bits and pieces of his phone call. He mentioned going to physical therapy and rehabilitation but was also reassuring the person on the other end of the line.
"You gotta be grateful for what you got," he said.
It struck me to hear that from someone disabled, who clearly has been without for a long time. That even during hardships there are things we must be thankful for.
And during the rest of that train ride I contemplated my own life.
I feel alone most times, often tired from work, and not in the best living situation yet I'm blessed in certain ways.
I get along really well with all of my coworkers at both jobs, I have my health, and a roof over my head.
So even though life is far from where I'd like it to be, today was a good reminder to still be grateful.