I’m not a morning person. But I love to observe how the world wakes up.

I used to do that back in the days where I stayed out all night. It’s subtle, but it starts around after 5 in the morning. People start waking up, start leaving for work/school. The surroundings shift from the quiet night to the bustle of morning busy-ness. The air, so fresh and cool–it just rejuvenates me.

I like walking through the neighbourhoods and the heartlands experiencing how it all starts coming alive.

I’ve been taking the boys to school and I enjoy our walks because they will chatter away–usually comment about the vehicles that pass us by as we walk along the road.

Reuel: 222! Kor kor! Your favourite bus! But not double decker though.
Zayden: Yeah.

Or,

Reuel: 28 double decker! My favourite!

And this:

Anyway, earlier this morning, Reuel spotted Bus 14 and he went, “Forty-one!”

“The other way, Reuel,” I gently told him.

“ONETY-FOUR!”