I’ve been out and about this week which means I’ve been coming home later than usual. Once you get out of your routine everything changes. The people, the pace, the light.
On Wednesday night I got off the train into the truly golden light of sunset. Everyone was looking around to see why everything looked so beautiful, forgetting that the sun tends to do that. Without the rush hour noise you could hear the crowd from the cricket ground. It was a picture postcard moment with a soundtrack and it was perfect.
Nothing is perfect for long but there are perfect moments. Pay attention to them. They will make you fizzy with joy.