Night Breezes Seem to Whisper I love you...

Sometimes I think I could quite happily live at Sunset.

Imagine if everyday was just a kaleidoscope of sunsets... I would get no work done at all.

As the sun reaches about 30 degrees, the sky becomes alive and changes colour, sunset clouds start to drift, the reflection of the sun bounces off trees and buildings, and I am lost in a dream like trance, and when I wake up from it, I can't see a bloody thing, for the massive big red glow that has imprinted itself on my retina.

Happy Weekend Everyone... (Yeah, I know it's not the weekend, but it is MINE)