Close Encounter of the Best Kind

by Old Bone Machine

Homeward bound and cycling in the dark, I had the following exchange with a motorist:
M – Great lights.
OBM – What ???
M – Great lights !!!
OBM – Oh, thanks.
M – They’re the best lights I’ve seen.
OBM – Thanks, I must look like a Christmas tree or a spacecraft.
M – No, no, they’re great.
And then the traffic moved. The exchange lifted my spirit.