These are my two favorite pictures of the sunsets.
i was thinking about sunsets the other day, and in a way they are kind of sad things. they mark the end of something, time passed that you can never go back to. i find myself wishing more and more often that i could go back in time and redo things. but time just keeps slipping past, every day a sunset symbolizing the fading of that day.
i guess i'm just grateful that the death of every day could be memorialized in such a beautiful way.