I was routinely walking home from my metro stop one summer afternoon last year, as I do, headphones on. I continue up the street and three dudes are walking in the opposite direction towards me. We edge closer towards each other, and when we’re about 5 steps away from intersecting, one of them raises his hand up for a high 5, we’re making eye contact, and I clapped his hand. A clean motion from both me and him, neither of us hesitating, and both parties walking as we were with no interruption. They broke out in a lil cheer, but I have a feeling they just kept walking and didn’t even turn their heads around to look at me. I mean, I didn’t turn my head around. But, I was smiling. A mediocre moment, turned mediocre-surpassing.
