On the subway this morning, completely engrossed in the book I was reading, I reached out to grab hold of one of the bars, and instead grabbed firmly onto a woman’s hand.

Embarrassed, I quickly let go, looked up, smiled sheepishly, and apologized.

She smiled warmly, said it was ok, and went back to her thoughts.

And suddenly, all I wanted was to hold her hand for the rest of our brief commute together.