I was on the bus when I spy this couple sharing a nap on the bus bench, his head on her shoulder, instead of the other way around, when she pulls out her puffy jacket and places it as a pillow under his head for comfort, and then she closes her eyes too.
We all look for some grand and searing passion instead of the other way around: the insignificant certainty of kindness that we can all afford, to not demand much, other than the recognition that somebody wishes us well, and that this is enough at the closing of the day.
