Special Moments

So as you might have noticed (my 6 subscribers) I've been a bad girl and haven't posted a new entry in quite some time. It took something inspirational to get me writing again.
Walking back to my car from a loft party in Downtown, I shared something special with a stranger. My car was parked on 3rd & A Street where a number of homeless reside by the pay parking lot. As I approached I could see a man helping someone (couldn't tell if it was another man or a woman) who appeared inebriated to walk over towards a light post which, naturally, was directly next to my car. As I drew near, it became clear the person being helped was another man and his friend helped him lean on the post for support. I didn't want to disturb them so I walked quickly to zip around them as they were almost blocking my car door. While passing, I looked over and saw the man had his pants down and was in the process of evacuating. That was something I didn't need to see. I knew right away that image would be burned into my memory for some time to come. Daintily I said excuse me and jumped in my car as fast as possible. The man doing the deed let out an anguished, "Oh great!" in response to my presence. I felt bad. He was embarrassed and bare assed. I drove away wondering if there was a port-a-potty nearby they could use to avoid future encounters. The strange thing was, I felt a certain connection with the man, not because I witnessed a personal moment but because we were both thinking the same thing, "This person just had to be here right now." It took a man defecating in front of my car for me to realize, life has it's special moments.