I forgot to take a picture of something I wanted to use for a joke later. I smiled at a stranger. I talked to someone I never speak with. I drove the long way.
I had peanuts with lunch. My 10-year-old cousin shared his candy with me. I had a nice chat with his mother.
I stared at dirt and flowers.
There were errands and downtime and a puppy and family and television news and small things like the rare perfectly microwave experience. And there was the August sun and the summer heat and flowers.
