Life is good when you share one of those odd moments of complete silliness with a perfect stranger.

There is a light that is long that I wait for almost every time I drive home from work after a late shift. So I sit, look around, see what's going on in the neighborhood. Last night I saw a man at the ATM across the street who was jumping up and down, punching the air in front of the machine, like he was sparring with it. All of a sudden he stopped, and looked sheepishly around. I just smiled, and it looked like he chuckled. The light changed, and as I drove through the intersection, I looked up the street to where he was still standing at the ATM, and he looked over and we shared another smile.

Nice silliness late at night.