求大神翻译The passengers on the subway who caught a glimpse of me

求大神翻译
The passengers on the subway who caught a glimpse of me may have thought I was strange. In particular a gentleman sitting opposite me was always staring at me, looking at the cheese bread on the floor in front of me and then staring back at me. A passenger probably dropped it by mistake and got off at a previous stop, but the gentleman might not think so. “Next stop, St. Patrick Station” — my stop was quickly coming up. I had few minutes to either take the cheese bread, which nobody else was claiming, or left it there. In those few minutes I felt my pride getting in the way. “What would others on the subway think of me if I took the cheese bread? Would they think that I was poor and hungry? Would they think that I was stealing?” The ignorant thing to do was say “yes” to any of those self-imposed questions. Actually, they were just my own thoughts. Though I would leave the subway, walk a block to my office, get settled at my desk, and sit comfortably in my office for the whole day, I couldn’t get rid of the enormous sense of guilt and regret. My thoughts once pushed me towards pride and ignorance, but finally I had to admit I was wrong. This missing cheese bread could be a gift for a homeless person who suffered from cold and hunger. So why not overcome a little bit of my pride and pass along so much kindness? Just as the doors opened at my stop, I grabbed the cheese bread and left the subway. It felt awesome, but I didn’t care if people were looking at me or what they were thinking. Instead of going directly to my office as usual, I walked a few more blocks up to Queen’s park, where I often saw a homeless man sitting outside. I always wanted to give him something, but only today I walked toward him, who wrapped himself in a sleeping bag. I was full of satisfaction, and so did the homeless man, I thought

以下为我的意译
凡是在地铁里扫过我一眼的人,都会觉得我挺奇怪的.特别是坐在我对面的男士总是不停地盯着我看.他看过放在我面前的芝士面包之后,继续盯着我看着.普通的行人可能就把它当做是个小小的生活插曲,之后转身走开.遗憾的是,这个男人却并非这样.“下一站,帕特里克大街.”快要到我下车的站点了.对我来说,仅剩下几分钟去考虑是否在无人瞩目下拿走面包,或者直接走掉.短短的几分钟里,我的自尊在内心里苦苦挣扎,“如果我拿走了面包别人该怎么看待我?他们会认为我又穷又饿吗?或许他们认为我这是在行窃?”当然,对于这些关于自尊心的问题,最愚蠢的回答是“肯定的”.无可厚非,它们都是我的自我猜想罢了.虽然我可以直接下车,直奔我的办公室,把自己安置在办公室里,过上舒舒服服的一整天.然而我将无法摆脱随之而来的罪恶感与愧疚.我的思绪虽一度将我推向傲慢与愚笨,但最终我承认那样的想法是错误的.这块被丢弃的面包可以是一个无家可归,饱受饥寒之人的最好的礼物.所以,为何不让自己舍弃些无谓的自傲而多去创造机会去帮助别人呢?当车门打开时,我顺手捡起面包并走出车站.场面虽有些不和谐,但我却并不在意别人的目光与想法.与以往直奔办公室不同,我绕了绕远去往皇后花园.我常常看到个无家可归的人露宿在那里.我总是想给予他些力所能及的帮助.今天我走向他的方向,看到他把自己裹在睡袋里.此刻我的心中充满着满足.同时,我相信,不一会他也会像我一样,感到深深的满足.