Mar 09, 2009 16:01
Sometimes when I am stopped at a red light I look to the car next to me, to the driver, to the passengers and to the kids in the back. In a few rare moments sometimes the drivers actually look back.
Today a man of around 50/60 with a full white bear and head of hair looked back and tipped his head to me, I smiled, he smiled and we both went on our way.
It makes me happy that in some small way, we both touched each other's lives as if for that moment the universe required that we at least note each other's existance.
Mmm...me likie warm fuzzies.
Oh and what's weird is when those people show up at your work later...yup have had that happen before. Yummy kharma crackers!