Lagos...
I never really gazed into the skies just to admire the stars, the moon in its full glory, or the bite left of it.
I can't quite remember the year I last watched the White muffins race, or try to unravel the numerous figures which emerge from it.
Growing up clouds were the only actions figures and comic books I ever had.
Although in my daily trips, before my windshield, the stars fade and the sun rise. Lucky also to experience the moon excuse the sun to welcome the night. It never really bothered me if the stars were out or the moon was full, for Tail lights and brake lights twinkle everywhere in the distance, and headlamps and fog lights shine brighter than the moon.
Behold the sunrise and sunset in the city.
When ever I look up into the sky, all I think about is the weather, just the weather. Hoping for the perfect weather to travail the routinely treacherous traffic maze.
Although in my daily trips, before my windshield, the stars fade and the sun rise. Lucky also to experience the moon excuse the sun to welcome the night. It never really bothered me if the stars were out or the moon was full, for Tail lights and brake lights twinkle everywhere in the distance, and headlamps and fog lights shine brighter than the moon.
Behold the sunrise and sunset in the city.
When ever I look up into the sky, all I think about is the weather, just the weather. Hoping for the perfect weather to travail the routinely treacherous traffic maze.
The Lagos celestial canopy is a jewel under the surface.
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