I was driving home the
other night, from my parents’ house. The
sun was beginning to set, the sky was blue, it was a beautiful evening. Driving slowly on a dirt road, windows down, life seemed to slow as I enjoyed the sunlight falling on the bright green leaves of the hillside beside me.
I approached a couple out
for a walk. I thought of what a perfect night
it was; what a perfect moment they were sharing.
As I passed them I slowed to a
crawl. I got the feeling that they
weren't enjoying themselves. They didn't
look pleased. They didn't look as happy
as I wanted them to be.
Maybe it was her idea. Maybe it was his; the walk after dinner
tonight. Maybe they don’t get along. Maybe they're trying, but it's not working. Maybe it’s just too much exercise.
I don't know why but they just
didn’t look as happy as I thought they should be. It's so simple. Getting out and enjoying the weather. It's so simple yet so incredible.
And maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they are as happy as they've ever been.
Maybe it's unfair to expect so much of something so simple.
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