just as we were going to the elevator to the underground parking deck, an older white guy sitting on a nearby bench said something to us. he said the ‘n’ on barings on the building in front of us has been out for two nights now. he said he saw us shooting and wanted to tell us in case we didn’t notice. i thought that was pretty kind of him. he went on to say when he thinks of barings (bearings), he thinks of how his are loose. he laughed and wished us a good night.
as we were going to the car, i couldn’t help but to think how simple joy can be at times and how one interaction could change your whole perspective on life, if not for the long run, for the moment.
-ratha, 10:25pm, 6.15.19