Two Imperfect Ships Passing in the Night

I was waiting at a stoplight last night, when I watched a guy walk up to the grocery store sliding doors and almost bump into them. He looked around, confused. It was just after 10pm, so the Loblaws was closed. I could tell he was embarrassed. We’ve all been there. Hard not to beat yourself up when you’ve done something silly in public. Just as he was walking away in shame, another person did basically the same thing. They started talking to each other. They laughed together. A shared embarrassment. It was nice. Mistakes can be beautiful.