The setting sun casted obliquely its golden rays on the trees and buildings lining the roads. And, sometimes, unobstructed by any object in their paths, onto my face they shone.
The sun wasn’t the only thing that was casting its face upon me as I was running along the roads this evening, at just about the time people were beginning to knock off from work. I could also feel the curious gazes upon me of the various men and women waiting for buses to take them home from work at the bus-stops I passed. Continue reading