talk to strangers

Walking to the Y today I ran into a guy waiting for the crosswalk. He commented on my all the stripes I was wearing. It probably could have ended there as the light changed, there was this moment, I knew we could keep walking next to each other and not say another word. Instead I keep chatting. Not about anything substantial really, the weather in fact. It’s his first New England winter. Talked a bit about global warming. Still it made my walk enjoyable and he said it was nice to meet someone so friendly. I’m glad I pushed myself to continue the conversation.