Waved

As I was driving pass this shopping mall, the traffic crawled to a slow pace. My sight was immediately trained at this pretty girl in the crowd as people and the scenery rolled by my car window when the same pretty girl turned and started waving excitedly.

I paused.

Dumbstruck.

Then smiled and waved back.

She suddenly stopped waving and I could tell the puzzled look on her face. I turned to my side and saw another pretty girl waving back at her from across the road. Embarrased now, I quickly held down my hand but she continued on waving, jumping up and down a bit and getting more excited. Her two friends joined in. Waving. She then pointed at my general direction and I could read 'yes, you' on her lips.

Sheepishly, I waved back.

Bitch.

It was silly and simply and very much nothing. But it made me happy in a way I haven't been in a while.

It is the simple things that make life like fucking nice. In a way.

Except, if it was in a pub, it would have been much more exciting.

Because there would be beer.

Whatever.