It is on the Embarcadero that I see one of life's beautiful moments.

It's a subtle one. But then again, most of life's beautiful moments are subtle.

Genghis pops in a CD. "These are all Asian American artists," he declares, and skips over a few tracks. "This one is Julie Plug, a Filipino. This song was on Dawson's Creek."

The gentle tune of Julie Plug fills the car. It's a deliciously sappy love song—just the kind you'd expect on Dawson's Creek. Happy-go-lucky guitars, a catchy beat, and a melodic voice.

I look out the window and see a couple standing by the shore of the Embarcadero. Maybe their jackets aren't enough for the night chill; maybe it's love. Whichever it is, their arms wrap each other tightly.

They hop a light dance and bounce over to the rail, almost in tune to Julie Plug. There, they stand together, admiring the bright lights of the Bay Bridge dotting the night like it's Christmas. Directly above is the glowing full moon.

The beautiful song frames the beautiful couple standing on beautiful Embarcadero, gazing up at the beautiful Bay Bridge, just beautifully.

. . .

When was your last beautiful moment?