Speck of Moments

Quiet nights spent walking along the river, the docks.

Sometimes in a place where everything is empty, a walk tires you out.
Yet although the sun has set, a girl sat on by the pier.
The water was dark and black.
But the lights lit up the city.
Tripod on one shoulder and sling bag on the other.
All the shots were not decent. Mostly all failed attempts.
So she gave up and decide to stare out into the water of darkness.
The unknown.
The empty pathways.
Flickering lights.
Chilly breeze.
It's a pity humans can't walk on water

This time a busker stopped her in her tracks.
Something about a moment.
Staring into open space.
With millions of thoughts but she could never pick any one out.
Letting out sighs.
The city seemed so big, like the world.
And all everyone wants is...to be loved, individualistic yet collective, to be realised, to make it in this world where it comes down on you every once in a while.
Can we ever fight the world?
When life becomes difficult, complicated, frustrating...
All we can do is hope and believe in ourselves to get through it.
And sometimes with a little help.
Millions of people. But would you take the time to know every one of them?
It's a pity opportunities don't arise very often for such interaction.

Ultimate has become a very interesting sport through perspective.
A few who are very good at it, are also the respected talents.
A moment of joy led to many interpretations of care, love and happiness.
It sends a tingle and a warm feeling inside.
Back home jazz and acoustic songs accompanied by hot tea was indeed a lovely combination.
But somehow....