He didn't look like a homeless man, however he wasn't dressed for the weather either. Even from across the street you could feel his sadness, as if he didn't care whether or not he got soaking wet, sitting there drinking his beer.
Crossed the street on an impulse, approached him, and handed him my umbrella. In a split of a second it felt as if we knew each other, even though I've never seen him before. Didn't even consider the action twice, and he didn't hesitate a second. He just accepted the umbrella and said; "Thank you so much my friend".
I turned around and crossed the road again. Walking a few steps, before turning and looking back at him.
We waved at each other, before I turned again and left the street.
Feeling a little sad when thinking about him now, but also grateful that he actually accepted my umbrella!
I hope the sun will shine on him tomorrow!