Day 233: A City at Dusk

I love it when the world looks just like this.  This doesn't even give it justice.  The colors are simply perfect.  Dusk, for me, is the best time of the day.  The light is perfect.  Not too bright, not to soft.  The colors are fantastic.  There's nothing like the color of the blue hour.  There is just nothing like it.  I wish I can look at the world with a blue hour lens.  It's almost like looking at everything and seeing them as magic.

Do You Believe In Magic (Lovin Spoonful)?

Day 123: Sanctuary in the Blue Hour

I initially posted my siomai dinner thinking I wouldn't have the time to take another photo.  However, my brain still refuses to accept that I should be asleep at night.  So, I decided to head out in the blue hour.  Why waste an hour of good light staring at the ceiling trying to sleep, right?  This is St. Paul the Apostle's Sanctuary at 5:00AM.  I took a photo of this on my 100th day in the project from my window.  I figured, I can give it another view this time.

This entire move to the morning shift is really weird for me.  I try to get up a couple of hours before work, but by 7:00PM, I start yawning.  Normally, after working through a night shift, I can still stay awake for a few more hours.  This time, though, I just feel really sleepy all the time.  Then I wake up in the wee hours of the morning trying not to hate a normal life.

I need more sleep music: Song for a Sleeping Girl (Devics)