Between sunlight

Sundays have become a little hard for me to handle.It feels like anxiety has picked this day to get worse.But it's weird because I've always felt a bit sad on Sundays, usually when the sun is starting to go down.I used to think it was because the week was starting again and everything was about to begin anew, but that's not it.I've actually been enjoying my weekly routine a lot, and weekends have felt a bit off, really off.

But today's post wasn't supposed to be about that.
It was meant to be about a Sunday with nice sunshine.While I was taking my son to the bus stop, I decided to stop by an old train station that's on the way.I really like taking pictures of it.A train was just passing by then, and there's this cool path above the station, so it was a great chance to take even more photos.

I'm not sure if my son had been there before, but he said it feels like a secret place because people usually walk under it without realizing it's even there.
And what he said makes sense.

I said goodbye to my son as he looked at me through the bus window, and then I went back to my quiet Sunday.
Still, the end of the day turned out to be different.A friend invited me to watch his girlfriend's theater play, which was at 8 p.m.That's why I didn't write this post on Sunday, and it wasn't until today that I remembered I wanted to talk about it and share these pictures.