This was fucking beautiful. And hey you might not have taken a digital picture, but your mind seems to have preserved this in an arguably even better way!
Thanks,
It was a very calm and serene moment in an otherwise hectic part of my life.
Hell, I’d usually be one the people in a hurry to get somewhere, but once in a while I’d get downtown really early and have breakfast there before anything wakes up.
There’s something grounding about taking the role of an observer for a bit. I do that sometimes when I vacation somewhere. In itself, stuff that’s utterly uninteresting like the shopkeeper unlocking his shop, sweeping his porch. In my normal beat, that’s something that wouldn’t even register, background noise in the buzzing city life.
Hard to describe, like watching the bees work instead of being one for a change.
This was fucking beautiful. And hey you might not have taken a digital picture, but your mind seems to have preserved this in an arguably even better way!
Thanks,
It was a very calm and serene moment in an otherwise hectic part of my life.
Hell, I’d usually be one the people in a hurry to get somewhere, but once in a while I’d get downtown really early and have breakfast there before anything wakes up.
There’s something grounding about taking the role of an observer for a bit. I do that sometimes when I vacation somewhere. In itself, stuff that’s utterly uninteresting like the shopkeeper unlocking his shop, sweeping his porch. In my normal beat, that’s something that wouldn’t even register, background noise in the buzzing city life.
Hard to describe, like watching the bees work instead of being one for a change.