When I was running the rat-race like a gym junkie, the days, they seemed to sneak and crawl by. Now I am mostly at home doing some growing up of my own alongside the little man, the days seem to have picked up the pace and ease past me like those Masai marathon runners you see on the telly and there is nothing I can do keep up. I don’t mind though. Now is a time to enjoy and earn my stripes. No need to rush.
This footbridge connects our bubble to the ‘world out there’. It’s become our symbol of reality. We traverse it daily on the way to market, to town and to work and whatever serious errands life demands of us.