The Godly Hour

Lunch.

A time of liberation.

A time when you take a step back from work, be free from obligations and dedicate time to enjoyment and fulfillment.

Lunch has been a time of bliss for me working in the Financial District of San Francisco.

There is so much good eats around you and the vibe of being surrounded by the busyness of people walking around is comforting.

Today, I brought my camera and hunted some shots.

I stopped by the mural decorated Rincon Center and checked a Thai place out.

As sat by the pier to indulge, I noticed how this peculiar sturdy guy was spending his lunch.

He ate; like most non-anorexic folk, but he also tended to a flock of pigeons around him. This was my first time eating at this location and am unsure of why he does it, how long he's been doing it, or if he's even working or not. But this scene really showed me the beauty of lunch. Sitting there in a collared shirt tucked into his pants, he frees himself for that brief moment and just simply enjoys himself in the Godly hour.

Look at how he takes off his shoes. He is truly at home.