Divisadero at Fell 17:52
Tuesday sky: dark gray
As my brain was shooting darts at popping floating bubbles surrounding the top of my head, I found myself walking across Fell street when the moon-walking sign at the pedestrian light turned green. From a glance, I get a great smile from a man and his bicycle on the bike lane to my right, where all the car lights are just blinding my thoughts as well. He says hello and a lovely greeting.
I smiled back. The street, one of the intersections I consider the most dangerous around the city for pedestrians and bicycles, suddenly gains a human sense. A community in flow.
That man made my day (well, evening)