Tube escalators are really long.
Saw a man on the Underground jogging up a downwards-moving escalator, drawing many accusatory stares from the conformist crowd.
Guilty in my unknowing herd compliance, my eyes followed the line of his vision.
Saw a woman with a smile on her face, visibly alight with joy, beauty that is imbued by the truest of emotions.
Saw a man’s smile grow into a huge grin, and hugged and kiss her.
They must be husband and wife! More than just the social implications of the rings on fingers, it was a feeling, a knowing. Undefinable yet knowable in entirety… The best things usually are.
Saw a man and woman meet in middle of escalator not obeying escalator rules today.
What a blessed man! To have a wife who inspires such brevity and expression and action.