| They pass me on the pavement as they walk through the cold winter night; one man in a suit and one in a heavy coat, hand in hand. I hear the man in the suit ask, �So... what are we?� to which the other man chuckles, responding, �Do we have to be something?� Suit Man shrugs but Coat Man squeezes his hand and asks, �What do you want us to be?� Their voices are fading but I hear the reply, �I want us to be you and me,� and I smile to myself and wonder if Coat Man gets it. |