This is the voice I always will read it in <| sep |> I was sitting on a train and this woman stuck a huge shopping bag on the table that took up all the space , was practically in my face and meant I couldn ' t read my book . I gave it a pathetic little shove and gave up . I may have started crying . As it happens I was feeling suicidal and had taken this as proof that I was a worthless piece of nothing who didn ' t matter to anyone . It was a small thing but I had just had enough of everything . And then the 50 something businessman sitting next to me reached over and moved the bag out of my way and into his . It was the tiniest thing but it meant a lot to me in such a strange , awful and desperate moment . When he got up to leave the train I handed him a note saying something like sometimes in life you may think all you have done is move a bag across a table when you have in fact changed the world . I wrote that I was on the edge and several people had pushed me closer to it and he had just pulled me back . That he had helped save my life . He read it then , to my intense embarrassment . And then he thanked ME . That was weird .