For as long as I can remember I have been grateful for dusk. Something about the sky and its colors, something about the way the day is winding down sets me at ease. I begin to breathe a little slower, to unwind from the day that was all go since daybreak. At dusk, if only for a minute or two, I feel the softness of the world that surrounds me and I breathe deep with gratefulness.
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