I’ve been feeling this way a lot lately. Work has been really torturous, the ride home even more so, and by the time I get home I almost always make a beeline for my bed and flop down without even changing my clothes. I suppose this is also a downside of having a screwed-up body clock–I get tired more quickly. Ah well, my mind is more awake at night and I am nothing but a slave to the schedule it chooses to follow.

Not far from our office is a nice little corner where the trees, the sky, the houses, and the electric lines make a picturesque scene, or so I think. That corner is the photo above, of course, as seen through my eyes. Every afternoon, at sunset (at least on days I get off early enough to catch it), the scene is sometimes, for me, breathtaking.

It’s little slices of heaven like these that somehow, some way, make the stress of the day melt away–even for just a few moments.