Afternoon Bliss.

Afternoons are mostly the best time of day for me… it’s almost the end of something started from dawn and when dusk is just about to turn into night I can’t help but indulge myself with some few laps and solitary stroll for my own.

It was a good thing that I can find an escape hole from all the things either way I was able to solve or not during the wakeful state of my mind.

I can go around the city either by walking or just by using a good pair of wheels up front and back and stroll around the piazza and care less about the traffic. I love these times, the hi-way a bit too busy for their own to see the few lights shining its way as dusk embraces, the sound of sirens, people chattering and the sudden honking from the cars swerving from curves and bends.

Panoramic yet catchy at some vantage point though I’d prefer the quiet and cool breeze around the subdivision where I usually take on most of my biking get away.

I can enjoy the sites, the sun setting and the people cowering back home as the night slowly fades all the brightness the sun can give.

An expiration date for what the day has to offer a blissful moment for me. I find good thoughts as birds slowly make themselves in trees and sing their lyric-less chirps to another as bats fill the sky looking for some insects flying in the midst of their empty stomach from all the daylight hibernation.

There is a place for me on these times. A quiet rendition of life taken from an egoistic insensibility given by nature only a few can appreciate and bring awe to the soul.