saturday. 6:42 pm. one moment in that minute.

every person on this earth has a different approach to life. different personalities, motives, objectives, likes, dislikes, opinions, ideas, hopes, habits, expectations, disappointments, memories, realities ... it's a wonder anyone can get along, can connect. a moment two people's souls can touch through our monstrous barriers of communication is like the sun breaking through the trees. the late day beams inbetween for a brief moment is a flicker of truth. this music, this ray of light in your eyes for this passing second is real and something happens. one moment of one day of many meaningless days: something real, something true takes place, and there is hope.