Shades of the Past

My nostrils flared as I took a deep breath of the fresh air.  It was early morning.  The sun had pushed back the darkness revealing a clear sky.  I stood behind a latticework of metal that were designed to protect against possible intruders and to keep out prying eyes. The din of traffic could be heard as commuters scurried to work.  Horns blared.  Tires screeched.  It was a regular work morning. The sky was particularly inviting for me.  How it looked was no different from other times but something pulled my attention.  I had to look up. It was the … Continue reading Shades of the Past