George and I spent the relexing weekend in the middle of some hardworking weeks in Cape Town. As we reached the Cape Point, the end of the world, we've found ourselves embraced by the two oceans meeting in front of the cliff; we were welcomed by the strong sea breeze, like standing in the midst of a taiphoon on a sunny day. Was that a sign to rest and stop, or perhaps to return home? Or was that just marking another milestone in life? [Background music: 夕暮れ（Instrumental）, by 安全地帯]