Today on my way home, I could hardly drive straight because I sat in my seat with my hands perched on the wheel, mouth agape, just staring at the sky. It was so amazingly colorful and beautiful. Almost as though someone had taken buckets of brightly colored paint and made enormous brush strokes across the clouds. The sky seemed endless and the colors were so brilliant and vibrant.
For a moment I hated myself for not having my camera with me. I wanted so much to save what I was seeing forever. But I instantly got lost again in the fading sun...
It made me so happy. Suddenly my day faded into nothing and everything was alright. The kind of alright where you can actually feel the tension melting away.
