It’s like melting gold shimmering and sinking into the ocean. I Love Sunsets. I love to watch them at the beach. Alone on a rock, I watch the colors dance across the sky, better then any prima ballerina. They glide into each other culluding, mixing, turning into something new.

I play a game with myself, trying to name all the colors. There’s pink, red, lilac, blue, burgundy, orange, crimson, and the ones I cant quite define. They are a spectacular show, only for a few minutes, present every day.

Most of us don’t realize our sunsets are numbered, we’ll only live through them for a minium amount of time. I don’t want to be on my deathbed, thinking about all the sunsets I missed.

The world is too big, we can never see it all. But sunsets are something I don’t want to miss. Even when the light of my soul gives way to the darkness of death, I will think back. I will think back to the sunsets I watched alone on the beach. I never feel lonely then, the beauty fills me up. Have you tried it yet?