Urban Afternoon

At times you hear the calling of the city lights, the temporary resting down of wetsuits and cold winter surf for the afternoon light reflecting patiently off the city high buildings. You’re drawn intensely into the sounds of cars passing and people talking in suits of grey over a glass of Heineken as you roll past on four wheels, records tucked beneath your arms and a gentle smile pressed into your cheek, the sun falling tired through gaps in the buildings as your day end draws near; satisfyingly.