This morning while I was standing at the busstop, and the morning sun was shining on me (but not in a way that hurt my eyes because the morning sun is very gentle), a girl drove by in a red SUV. I saw her and she saw me see her, and she smiled, but only to herself. And the whole time Nico was singing in my ears. I would hate to not notice the good moments. They're like warm raindrops that send a shiver of joy through me.