I took this picture of the sunset on my phone on one of the evenings I left work earlier than usual this week. Ironic that getting home by sunset (this was taken at around 6.40 pm) is considered early. I was lucky to have left work by 5.45 (I wasn’t feeling too well on that day thanks to this flu that’s going around) and get home only thirty minutes later on Mombasa Road!
This is the bridge at Bellevue, and it gets quite busy around that time with second hand clothes vendors and other hawkers selling tomatoes, roasted maize and peanuts. I kind of felt like I belonged, the bridge of hustlers. That should have probably been the title of this post. Haha.
For the past two months I find myself savoring the simplest things in life more and more. Like a good cup of coffee and getting to watch the sunset. Even at the office (yes, I got a job this October), I make sure to take a break between 6 – 6.20pm no matter what pressing deadlines I may have. Or even when I don’t have a deadline to meet, I have something to look forward to. Besides, I’m the only one who seems to get a kick out of such things so I find twenty minutes of solitude. Every. Single. Day. Watching the sunset. Sounds simple, but if twenty minutes of solitude is all I can get in a day, it’s better than none.
I’ll make sure to share more pictures of the space I work in soon, but for now I have to get back to this report I’m writing.
Have a lovely day, will ya?