Sometimes I just want to watch a good sunset: An open field, wind blowing through my fingers, golden clouds, a burning sun. Traffic noise zones out when I watch the sun descending. The world becomes a quiet place. The different textures and colors of the horizon always makes me really happy. I feel silly to smile ear-to-ear for no particular reason.
Sometimes I just want to watch the sunset, not because it makes me happy. I don't need a reason to be completely, absolutely, honestly, happy. So I walk across the street to an open field where the wind caresses my skin. It's so good to be alive. It is so good.
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