On my commute to work yesterday, I saw a small man in a smiling new Fiat. I knew the man was small. He was in a Fiat, after all.
He looked to be in his late 20s. When I saw his eyes, they were half-lidded and relaxed. He could have been driving through the countryside on a Sunday instead of the Interstate during afternoon rush hour.
Perhaps most interesting of all, he was smoking a long, wooden pipe. Even from my vehicle, I could see the pipe flash its careful gloss.
The man leaned back in his seat and puffed. And puffed. Garfield eyes.
He strolled through the Land of Contentedness.
I wanted to be there, too.
Have any of you seen something interesting during your commute or other daily drudgery that just made you think?