Friday, August 20, 2010
#40 - pass
The scene: Pedaling up a steep, gravely road construction sidewalk. A woman walks down towards me. She sees me, my sweat soaked shirt, and steps aside with a smile. "Thank you." I say with a sweaty smile. "You're welcome." She returns the smile, and we cross paths.
Two weeks later, I saw the same woman. Same smile. Same pass. Warm welcome deja-vu.