An Ice Cream Date at Sighthill Park
Yesterday, I visited Sighthill Park and it felt like an endless journey while sitting in one spot. Not because something huge happened. Not because life suddenly changed. But because for a few hours, I sat in the middle of nature, people, noise, sunlight, birds, trains, conversations, and human behaviour, and I simply observed life happening around me. I planned an ice cream date for myself. Three flavours. One park. One chair. One long evening with nature and my thoughts. So I headed to Sighthill Park in Glasgow for what I thought would just be a peaceful outdoor personal picnic and alone time. But somehow the day became much more than that. Arriving at Sighthill Park The weather was beautiful. Not too hot. Not too cold. The kind of weather that makes Scotland feel softer. The sun kept disappearing and returning again throughout the evening, changing the entire mood of the park every few minutes. One moment I had my sweater on because the breeze became cool, and the next moment...