We chased the sunset down at the beach last night, a perfectly pink sky dotted with cotton balls. If we're lucky, we get a handful of these kinds of evenings, and a person or two to share them with. Like many of the best things in life, the beauty is in the balance of knowing and not knowing - seeing the rare gifts for what they are without being certain of the degree of rarity.
These are the good days.
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