On the last day before we finally leave this building...

...I will convince the guards to allow me to bring my camera in the operations floor area and take photos of the setting sun.

I hope the sky would be clear on our last day so I could capture the bay sparkle. I've worked in this building for more than three years and never did the sight of the bay during the late afternoons loose that ability to bring me to awe.

The day I stop being awed by the setting sun will be the day I've finally grown up.