A cinematic moment.
Mine was waiting for my tuna melt at the local bowling alley diner, yesterday. I was watching this old, old man crumble crackers into a bowl of chili and I was just enthralled. Like I loved his bowl of chili in it's thick white shallow bowl and his glass of ice tea that was too big and in a plastic glass, and the way he methodically opened the packet of crackers and crumbled them like he'd been doing it for 40 years. He was wearing a short sleeved white shirt, super crisp like he probably starched it.