Every so often I walk by a pair of strangers making out in public, and the knee-jerk reaction is always to 1) look away promptly to ensure nobody thinks I'm creepily watching them and 2) mentally complain to myself about why people have to do this out in the open.
But then I stop and think, "What if it's one of theirs first kiss?" That suddenly turns it from an irritating moment to a beautiful moment. I still make sure my gaze is turned intensely toward the sidewalk squares passing under me, but in my heart, I'm rooting for them.
Go take on the world, you affectionate little lovebirds.
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