on that time of day

See, I live for that time between daylight and the sun setting. The sky is still blue but the streetlights are starting to turn on and illuminate the darkened streets with dappled warm honey pools of light. The birds are still singing, not yet succumbing to the silence that the night brings with her. There's a certain warmth in the air, it hangs there, heavy and weighty, pesado. It's that time where everything is in a limbo: restaurants and bars preparing for the evening dinner time, the loud clanging of shutters being pulled up, resisting against the natural forces that pull them crashing down. People are either walking home or heading out for the night, I don't know what I plan to do but I let the pace take me, I'll end up where I'm meant to be.

There's a humming of people whilst the blue engulfs the yellow sun on the horizon. Thoughts of last summer, the excitement of new people, the adventure, the walks down streets looped around your date- a guy you just met 4 hours ago- legs, arms, necks, breath intertwined. Your arms around each other, staggering back and feeling so free and young and shit is this the life? this is definitely the life and those are the moments: the moments spent with new people: friends or lovers, the moments spent with a camera in hand, the moments spent just walking around aimlessly, these are the moments that will stick with you as you grow old. I continue down the cobbled streets and the fragrant bougainvillea fill the air with their scent.

I love this time of day.

Everything is logical: night follows day and yet my thoughts rebel. They are free and young and liberated and they don't need to conform. If I want to hit up someone, anyone and spend the next few hours together, I can and if I want to catch an early night I can: the choice is mine. The freedom excites me. The breeze has started to pick up and I mentally remind myself to thank my airbnb host for telling me to bring a light jacket.

Life is too short to be spent pent up indoors or strapped down to a certain commitment whilst your mind runs away with thoughts of adventures, love, new foods and new experiences. To live in a way that restrains you from these things...what a waste.

Any time spent abroad to me is time well spent. A new part of me is unlocked and I am transformed. I am a carefree, laidback, fluid and ever-changing woman. I am no longer restricted to a certain mould expected of me. I, unlike the moon and sun, do not need to follow a routine every day. I do not need to rise up and go down like they do. I control my own movement, my own thoughts and my own actions. And that is what I love so much about this time of day, you feel young and free and it reinforces that because you're at a cross-road where you can call it a day or exclaim that the night is still young.

I don't know what this post has turned into. It was meant to be my Sevilla travel diary but it has clearly evolved into something more than that. I like that though, it truly does stick with the theme of this blog post and spontaneity. I'm working on my actual Sevilla travel diary and I can't wait to get that up. I had a blissful 3 days and I'm so ready to share more stories from it.

Dalal