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On a Sunday, I watched the sun set. It had been a long time since I last did, and this was the closest I’ve come lately to seeing, or rather feeling it. I was in the delightful company of my friends for sure, but there were a couple of other things that amused me that day.

Did you notice the perfectly yellow sunflowers above? They didn’t know that I could cry looking at them, neither did the setting sun. As I soaked up all the remaining warmth of the day, they were standing there, covering the remnants of the 11th-century monument in the capital city, unaware that for me, this was a perfect blend of things that stir nostalgia, calmness and a desire to take a long, deep breath.

Sunflowers, sunset, and the Sun-day together would not have provoked me to ruminate so much about the day itself, had the last few hours not passed the way they did. Little did I know........

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