I calmed down quickly. © infektiousPineapple / Reddit
24-year-old me moving out of Paris to Berlin with two huge bags (50 kg) and a cat. My ’best friend’ at the time, who was supposed to help me carry all that to the train at 6 a.m., completely bailed on me—he went partying all night.

So there I was, trying to get a cab (hopeless), completely alone in the street, not a soul awake but me, standing there with my bags and my cat, thinking I would miss my train for sure… I started crying out of frustration—tickets were non-refundable.

Then, an angel in the shape of a middle-aged man appeared in front of me out of nowhere. He was on his way to work