This is part of the grateful series.
I usually take my daily walk at night.
This day landed in between a few exams and really hectic day at work, so I figured I take a mid-day walk, instead.
I saw the sun soon before it scurried away.
It left a gift for me in the horizon – a pastel sky.
The diminishing sun light painted a soft, inviting scene in front of my eyes.
The peachy pinks, the polite purples, the yawning yellows, and the balanced blues – the pastel quartet that took my breath away.
Whenever I’m feeling particularly absorbed by my studies, or by my work – or both – a walk never fails to simmer me down. The vastness of the world makes all my problems feel insignificant. I’m a spec of dust in the world, and so are my problems.
It feels nice to be reminded of this.