hello again

I saw something today I wanted to put on my blog.

It wasn't the shard of a vinyl record that I picked up off the side of the road when I was on my lunchbreak.
It wasn't that part of the label was left on it, that any writing had worn off of it, nor that the weathering had faded the rich turquoise label into a variety of jewel tones that set off against the shiny black lacquer of the record marvelously.

It wasn't the mother pushing her child in the cart across the parking lot, pushing faster and faster until she had enough momentum to lift her feet onto the rack underneath and ride on her momentum.
It wasn't that I smiled warmly at her and met her glance.
It wasn't that she smiled back.

It wasn't that I hate obligations.

It wasn't the perturbed look that you get in response these days as you look people steadfastly in the eye as you pass them down the sidewalk.

Nor was it the man who came through my checkout today; he was young, probably in his mid-twenties, and he came through with his wife and his young kid.
It wasn't the greyish-brownish blazer he had on that was just like one that I would wear or the grey shirt underneath, like I've been looking for for the past while: the long sleeved, but thin cotton like a t-shirt and buttons at the collar, but isn't a polo, and looks good under a blazer, but yet you can take it off and scrunch up the sleeves and look more nonchalent.
It wasn't the ring on his finger that I saw as rifled he through his wallet looking for his reward points card, the ring which was classy looking, with an intricate yet tasteful crest.
And it wasn't that on his head he sported a worn out Coca-Cola hat, grey, with the brandname on the front in those white cursive-esque characters, as if left over from working for the company years ago. Just like the one I'd wanted for years.

What it was was something very clever and profound, but not complex. Something that gave an an impression of deep and contented wonder. But I can't remember what it was for the life of me.