Longing and Greetings

As I was walking to the train this morning, I crossed paths with a woman who was walking her dog. It was the cutest thing in the world, a small little puppy on a leash. And she was super cute to boot. Part of me was suddenly overcome with the desire to have that sort of life… where I would live with someone who went out walking the dog early in the morning, before 7:30 AM. It made me a bit wistful and sad and jealous of whoever she was with.

On the plus side, not 100 yards later, a garbage truck passed by on a horizontal street. A woman, riding on the back of the truck and wearing a fantastic yellow polka-dot bandana… looked me squarely in the eyes, smiled and say "Good morning." That really made my day.

:D