i was walking to work on a cloudy, cool spring morning.
man: there’s a blue sky to the west.
woman: i see it!
me: *thinks to self, they’re neighbors. how cute. i see the blue sky too, but they weren’t talking to me.*
i kept my eye on the sky and continued on my way.
boy: good morning.
me: *turns head* *realizes it’s not me he’s addressing*
me: *another set of neighbors or, more likely, classmates, saying hi. i love the sense of community, but when’s it my turn?*
i clutched my coffee cup and kept shuffling towards work. i spotted my sidewalk regular and knew my turn had arrived. i couldn’t contain my grin.
me: good morning!
and it was, especially since my route to work kept me headed literally and figuratively towards that blue sky.