moments of serendipity, and how we find each other out in the world.
she called out to me in the street, and i was at unawares. just the recognition wasn't enough. i could see a familiar shape, but dusk was descending, and maybe it could've been someone telling me my backpack was open.
but it wasn't at all.
separated briefly by a red light and how one cannot help but smile because you know hellos are in order. we greeted warmly, talked and strolled. then walked our way down south through the city, through the park. into and between the soft lights amidst the darkness.
everything looked brand new with another set of eyes peering around corners. exploration doesn't have to be rushed. you don't need to whip past so many things in order to feel like you did it, that you were there, that it meant something.
sometimes the slow pace is where you find out the most about yourself, your environment, and each other.
take a long walk with a friend to a destination unknown. keep your eyes open for everything and anything.