Humans are amazing creatures. They have the capacity to do so many different things. The ones we tend to dwell on are those things that come from gifts of love or, on the other side, of hatred. So much revolves around these two things that sometimes you forget about their capacity to bring joy and contentment, if only for a moment.

To do the opposite thing you usually would tends to put you in a place you wouldn’t typically be. So tonight, sitting on my steps, I found joy in the pure happiness of others. A wandering minstrel out for a stroll passed my way and then moments later, perhaps inspired or just wrapped in his own world, a biker’s singing answered the fading guitar of the wandering man. I have never seen these people before and probably never will again, but tonight, they were there when I needed to remember that life can also be simple. Seeing someone else’s happiness made me happy too.