“Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or
below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that
few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot
exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be
always together yet forever apart?”
~
Sunset on Desmond road. It was one of the last hot summer nights of summer, and yet the air, the light, the colors all whispered autumn. We were on the way to see one of the last flights of the Mexican Free-tailed bats. Nights like this are bittersweet. The bats are my only summer friend, and I miss them very much when they leave, but look at that sunset, it's got a little autumn influence to it, and I love it, but unfortunately, the bats won't be a part of it soon. I wish we humans could customize our living adventure. Put everything together. Oh well, second thought, every season has amazing gifts, and the longing of love can be a good thing.
