Do you really want to know?
I had a conversation with an elderly black woman in an elevator today. She initiated.
—How are you today?
—I’m good, you?
—Fine, fine.
—Looks like it’ll be a rainy one.
—Yes, it does.
That made me happy. As if, for her, it was the most normal thing in the world to greet a total stranger on the lift. Usually, that’s just awkward.
Also, it was misty today. I know the weather service probably didn’t say this, but it was. It was like how I imagine walking through a cloud would be. Little flecks of water are landing on you, but you don’t get wet.
