Once in the evening

One evening I realized how important it is to love women. In an underground passage, I helped an elderly lady with her bags up the stairs. She thanked me and then, hesitantly, asked me to escort her to her apartment courtyard. It turned out that my help was needed so she could get there quickly, as her husband greets her every time she leaves the house. A nearly blind old man with a cane was barely moving across the courtyard. He was on his way to meet his beloved and take her shopping bags. I immediately recalled how often I had refused to meet my girlfriend from the store or the train because I was too lazy.