unspool and crystallize

the little random and spontaneous things

Month: August, 2015

Passenger Seat

You picked me up at 5 in the morning and I go around for shotgun. I swung the door open just to meet a sunflower resting on the passenger seat.

“I wanted to claim your first smile of the day.”

You sure know how to make my day.

High-five

“Nice one!” I say.

You raise your hand and I smile.

I reply back with a high-five.

It was a loud clap  that lasted for a  second

but you held onto my hand a split second longer.