There were many people on the waterfront. Everyone just looked at the sunset, and the fisherman worked with his load of fish and did not lift his eyes from the boat.
“You live in a beautiful place! – I said to him stopping by. – Such sunsets, such nature!”
“Oh? Really!” – he looked at me surprised.
We went our ways, and he stayed standing. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, looked at the horizon. After a few minutes, darkness will come.
How often do we work at the most beautiful moments of the day! And we do not do anything valuable in those few minutes, just release them in the wind.
Try to count the most beautiful sunsets of your life – really, there will be just a few that you remember. And it seems that the fish loads are more important to us…
© Fortune, 2009