I was taking the bus home on an exceptionally gray day. It had been a long month and I had a million things whirring through my mind. I sighed to myself and whispered, "What am I missing?"
Right then, the bus stops and the doors to my right opened. There, framed perfectly by the open doors, almost within reach, he stood reading the paper, unaware of just how close I was. It had been months since I'd seen him, so the shock almost knocked the wind out of me.
The door closed as quickly as they had opened and the bus was moving again. I just started laughing. Sometimes the universe is a little too obvious.