Yesterday was a beautiful day...

I was out and about, saw men and women, kids going to and leaving from school happy and healthy, rich and poor, homeless and housed, trans, gay, straight, couples and singles, young and old, pedestrians, bikers, bicyclers, drivers of cars both old and new, shoppers and workers, disabled and abled, people of every kind of race, creed, color, religion and political stripe... All going about their business, without stife or conflict or fear.

I saw an able man open a door for a blind woman, a cis woman share a laugh with a trans woman, young lovers argue without violent contact, I saw a worker for a private company offer that company's services to its customers for free, I met a woman who lost her bus transfer and I gave her some cash for a fare and asked her to pay it forward, it was a rainy day and later a sunny one. I met a young man, full of life and ambition, but he took some time out of his busy day to receive a little sage advice from my old ass and from his demeanor, attentiveness, appreciativeness, intelligence, politeness and respectfulness, I think he's going to heed that advice. I rode in a cab with the same cabbie twice, in the morning he did me a kindness that came out of his own pocket, but when I lucked out and got him for the second ride later in the day, I remembered his earlier sacrifice and gave him a generous tip.

I walked and enjoyed the beauty of an overcast sky in the morning as I listened to some my favorite music with my earbuds and iPod. I had some tasty coffee at various times of the day and evening. I enjoyed the time spent close to my wife and missed her when she wasn't by my side.

It was a day worth living and sharing and reaffirming... And it was just an ordinary day.

As I reflect on yesterday, this following evening, the only thing that I didn't recall seeing was some god damned Open Carry motherfucker.

Yes, yesterday was a beautiful day.