Pause.

The days whirl by, filled to the brim with to-do lists and busy-ness. There are frustrations and tensions. One day following on the heels of the last, relentlessly becoming weeks and months and years and a lifetime. It's exhausting, really, when you think about it.

I needed to pause.

And so I sat there and watched the evening light change from golden to pearly pink and then cool to periwinkle, before the shadows concealed the hard edges of the world.