Ignition. Sun. I feel the warmth of the morning against my face, in seclusion, time comes to a halt. The tranquility of the early day gives a sense of peace as the busy streets and the lights of the night before fade away.

Slow. Stop. In the stillness of my solitude, I notice beauties that others, in their haste, miss in oblivion. The sounds, smells, and sensations of the town centre become a part of me, I am one...

alone, but ALIVE, I take to the day.