On the coach at 9:30am, heading to the City of Gods. The multiple layers, the mountain in the background and the buildings in the midground and the motorway in the foreground is nothing different to any other urban city. But I think I like this image despite its mundane-ness, because it mutes the heat I was feeling that day. These days I’m enjoying living in the present moment however this comes at risk of missing opportunities. Taken from my window just before the coach turned into Teotihuacán I missed so much of what could have also been included in this picture because I enjoy sleep.