A few things are in the midst here in NYC. One in particular will be revealed in time. But since they all have proven to have a certain amount of stress in them, I was more than grateful for the pleasantries afforded by a distinctly pretty sunset over the rooftops of Harlem/Washington Heights that lets you stop and stare in thought for a while.
I'm also grateful that now my staring off into yonder is actually at something legitimate rather than the random musings at a bare wall that became the second half of July. I like when my brain works. It takes a few weeks to get it ramped up to where I prefer, but it feels good nonetheless.
See it big for a swell pink-and-blue, boy-meets-girl kinda sunset.
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