There. I said it. I love sunsets.
As the earth spins around its axis, the sun disappears from site. Magical lighting awakens the senses that lead us into nightfall. The skies dance with color, every moment the clouds paint a new scene on the aerial canvas before us.
In a nomadic lifestyle, sunsets are both our constant beacon and a reminder of the unpredictability of our wandering.
Every night a different location, a different time, a different set of friends to share it with. Sometimes the sun sets behind a mountain, across a valley, over a lake, reflecting a bayou, dancing on a desert or splashing into the ocean.
No matter where we are, every night on the road – we take a moment to soak in the significance. It’s that time of day that we’re always still, bridging the locations and experiences we’ve had from one day into the next.
That moment that transitions the daylight into to darkness. A chance to reflect upon the day we’re wrapping up – did we live it to the fullest? Did we impact change in someone’s life? What did we accomplish? Did we live from an abundant mindset? What joy will we bring into tomorrow?
I hear sunrises are equally as amazing. Just kinda in reverse. Maybe one day we’ll capture one.. if we stay up late enough.