In The Pause

It’s a bit sunny today.

Feels like summer.

20 degree Celsius.

But it feels more different than the winter’s version of the same number.

It feels..nice.

The ideal weather.

Breezy with a caress of warmth against the skin.

Everything around me is buzzing with life. It’s crowdy but in a way that invites observation

So I’m taking a pause to suck it all in.

People are out and about with intention.

There is acknowledgment of the presence of people who they cross as a mild ‘excuse me’ is conveyed more with the body than with words.

The united response to traffic light with brisk casual steps. At times, it’s almost comedic in its quiet chaos.

A bicycle horn cutting through the hum of the city as it sought for a clearer path.

Wolt deliverers with promptness and keenness on their faces as their eyes scan through addresses.

Those at the bus stop, keeping themselves distracted with their phones — it’s almost contagious. You’re either on a call, texting, scrolling, or playing music.
Then followed with the glances— brief, flickering, connecting — all fixed on the road, anticipation quietly etched on each face.

Uber cars making a pause at the side of the road for who they came to pick before merging back into the flow on the road.

Such beauty to behold.

Beauty in quiet chaos.

In peaceful struggle.

For the pursuit of daily bread.

And that’s only a quarter of the people excluding us. Me.

Us who aren’t sure yet of how to go about the day but with full knowledge of the things that must be done.

It’s Thursday.