Cute little moment

[transemacabre]

I'm writing this from a coffee shop in Baton Rouge. Across from my chair, a rotund little man had fallen asleep all curled up in his chair. A curly-headed woman walked over -- maybe she was his wife, or a friend, I dunno -- looked down at him, and gently rubbed his knee. He opened his eyes and did that little blink-and-uncurl thing people do when they've been awakened by someone they know. She smiled at him and began rubbing his knee and then stroking the side of his face. The whole scene was so intimate and tender.