together
A crowded bus stop
can bring a group together.
But each feels alone.
I am back to my old tricks again. I’m smiling at strangers and saying, “Hello,” and “Good morning,” or even “Happy Wednesday!” (at least on Wednesdays.)
It a lot easier to do that now that the weather has been so sunny, and hot. People are outside more, strolling a bit slower, and looking up and around more than during those rainy and windy days.
And I like when they smile back and say, “Hi.” When it happens, we share a real (though fleeting) connection.
We both feel it; refreshing like running under the sprinkler just for that moment. Except less wet.
So, if you see me out there tomorrow, give me a wave, or just mouth, ‘hello’ (if you are with the boss or someone like that.)
Haiku for Hopefuls and the various “spins-offs” it inspired spent a great deal of time exploring relationships (either real or “hopeful”) but every once in awhile there was a post that was a bit more solitary in nature. Sometimes you need to walk alone for a bit before you can find someone to walk by your side.
