It was night during the walk home. Just getting out of the subway station, many people waited for their colleagues and partners to go out for a Friday night of bars and clubs. The lights were bright and many were moving as cars drove past. While walking and approaching a four-way intersection, there were two ways to go back home. Either going up the clay pots which swings past the army base or crossing the street that require waiting for the light. It was red at the time, but just for that moment it was a chance for a mental rest and breather from each of the activities of the day that occur up to that point. The momentum of all the activities of the day suddenly shifted and became calmer and centered. Both feet were together and body straighten, cars flowed accordingly and the light became green.
The Moment of Rest
Thought Lighthouse 