Reading

Sat on a bench after work hoping to get some reading done.  The air was warm, smelling of jasmine, and I dozed off.  Read the same paragraph ten times, but then somehow managed to read ninety pages before deciding I should try to catch a bus and go home.  What stood out the most for me was the scene where the prisoners of war have been loaded up into the boxcars, and the enlisted men wait for days, crammed together.  How they take turns sleeping and standing and passing food and excrement back and forth to the vent of the car.  How they share in their common humanity, no one taking precedence over anyone else.  That's just beautiful to me.  In extraordinary circumstances, we can find this kindness for one another, why not everyday?