I saw this grape fall out of someone's sandwich bag the other day. It landed on the subway floor and I just watched it. It rolled up and down and up and down and people almost stepped on it but no one did. No one even noticed it. Well I did. I did and so did this other girl.
This other girl and I watched the grape roll up and down and up and down just a small parcel of life taking risks navigating the impending doom and enjoying it's last moments of adventure.
That other girl then locked eyes with mine. We looked at the grape and then looked at each other and then looked at the grape and looked at each other, and it was this bond between the three of us - the grape, the girl, and myself.
And the only thing I could really think was - holy crap this moment is beautiful.