Carlos lives in a big, noisy city with traffic, busy streets, and tall buildings. He moved there six months ago for work, but he doesn’t know many people. His days all feel the same. Lately, he has been feeling a little lonely. The only time he truly relaxes is on Sunday mornings, when he visits the quiet park ten minutes from his apartment. He usually sits on a simple old bench near the lake. It is his favorite spot to think. One Sunday, something felt different. When Carlos arrived at the lake, he stopped. His old bench was not there. Instead, a beautiful new bench stood in the same place. It looked almost shining in the morning sun. On the back, there was a small metal plate. Curious, Carlos sat down and read it: “For someone who needs a little…