To Stop


"To Stop" | It's in the moments, isn't it? You're out running errands, sitting in traffic, thinking about what's for dinner, in the grind of life. But you look up right as the red and blue of the train intersects with the yellow of a cab, the whole scene painted in the perfect pink light of the setting sun. And for a moment, all of life washes away except what is beautiful before you. And the beautiful is everywhere.