There is a janitor at my office that most people barely notice. He’s quiet, always doing his job, and I was guilty of not paying much attention either. One morning a few weeks ago, I saw him carrying a box of instant coffee packets. He stopped, handed me one, and said, “This is my secret weapon for bad days.” I laughed, thanked him, and didn’t think much of it. But the next morning, there was another coffee packet sitting on my desk. And the morning after that. Now, every day when I get to work, there’s one waiting for me. He doesn’t say anything about it, just gives me a smile and a nod when we cross paths. It’s such a small thing, but honestly, it makes me feel seen. I didn’t realize how much I needed that little moment of kindness to start my day.