you know what i've been noticing a lot of lately? the sunset over Manhattan outside my window at work. i'm kinda obsessed with it. i'm so obsessed with it that i've begun obsessively taking photos of it, like every time i see it, which is a lot. aside from being completely unable to understand how i can possibly be at work that late, it's like, holy FUCK are you AMAZING, Sunset. it's a little strange how desperately I don't want to miss it, as if it might not happen tomorrow, although i guess the more valid question here is probably will *i* happen tomorrow?? i think about how that Sun has been setting right there since time inconceivable, over the dinosaurs, the glaciers, evolutions and revolutions, and now its pretty little pink face is smiling right down on little ol' me. that kiiinda blows my mind.
one of the three songs my mother used to sing to me when i was little was "sunshine on my shoulders". two of my best friends who completely do not even know each other like to burst out with "you are my sunshine". Rumi said "a shadow cannot ignore the sun that all day creates and moves it" i just love every little ray.
this below isn't sunset over Manhattan, this is sunrise over a lake in the north. i watched it rise from the moment i felt it and i was so sad that i couldn't get every second of it on some kind of film in my head forever. why isn't everything as predictable and perfect as the Sun? that doesn't make any sense to me.
i am just. not. getting it, God.
one of the three songs my mother used to sing to me when i was little was "sunshine on my shoulders". two of my best friends who completely do not even know each other like to burst out with "you are my sunshine". Rumi said "a shadow cannot ignore the sun that all day creates and moves it" i just love every little ray.
this below isn't sunset over Manhattan, this is sunrise over a lake in the north. i watched it rise from the moment i felt it and i was so sad that i couldn't get every second of it on some kind of film in my head forever. why isn't everything as predictable and perfect as the Sun? that doesn't make any sense to me.
i am just. not. getting it, God.
