A man sat alone at the Einstein Bagel table, with his earphone cord stretching to the table where his phone lay. Between his hands lay a small piece of paper His fingers working the paper and folding it. As he looked up, his eyes met mine. He gently smiled. I smiled back as my eyes trailed to the paper between his hands. Paper airplanes. He was folding a paper airplane. It was a beautiful moment.
A moment of human acknowledgement A moment of creativity A moment of understanding A moment of peace A moment of time with value no less or no more then any other moment, yet a moment appreciated and understood. Imagine all moments to be of high value, for they are.