I was driving back to work with lunch today, with a stack of 10 or so pizzas filling my car with a scent that vehemently made its way through my mouth and nostrils and weighted my stomach down until it rested on my intestines with a squishy, squeezy feeling. It's Monday, so my attitude was already blatantly missing its peak. But I happened upon this ridiculous moment that completely amazed me in all its simplicity.
Waiting in the right turn lane behind a number of cars that obviously had no intention of turning, I focused my disinterest elsewhere - the sidewalk. And right at that moment, as I glance over, this profoundly unremarkable pair cross paths. One is a man in maybe his early forties; he's balding, lemon-shaped (you know - a thick middle, but thin everything else), tall at maybe 6'1", and his chin kind of slopped down into his neck. The other a woman, mid- to late forties; she's got the hair of a woman who should have been gray years ago but is magically still blonde, she's clearly far past the doctor scale recommendations, and no taller than 5'7".
But the moment (which I've managed to take two paragraphs to get to) was simple: they brushed past each other, with maybe only shirt-sleeve to flappy shirt-sleeve contact, and smiled these shy, almost embarrassed smiles.
There were no words, no nods and no slowing down - they clearly didn't know each other. But as they walked away, they were still smiling. The man even quickly glanced back, and the woman considered it. This competely uninteresting pair of which either couldn't even play the funny-looking sidekick/best friend in an Apatow flick totally just made my day (and my blog, as it were).
An unremarkable pair in a remarkable moment. Life is a wonder.
Love Sara. ♥
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