slow

I was waiting, for the lights to change.  It was hot. Crazy hot. And I was slow. Turtle slow. I felt him little.kid.staring and when I looked over he pointed, at my belly.

You’re having a baby [he said].

Yep [I replied].

Is it a boy? [he asked].

I don’t know! [I smiled] it’s a surprise.

Oh. A long pause, then: my sister had a baby.

Really? Was it a boy?

Yes [taking off as the lights turned green].

Then, on the other side of the street, he stopped, waiting. And as I made it over he looked me square in the eye, smiled and waved a big goodbye. Slowing down delivers good stuff.

Tags: connection, happiness, slow