Day 5: On sunrises and sunsets

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.

Nicholas Sparks

The sun has a diameter of 865, 374 miles. That’s around 109 times that of the Earth. Its mass is roughly 330,000 times the mass of the Earth.

This ball of gas is about 93,000,000 miles away, but its rays reach the Earth in just over eight minutes.

The speed of light.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Both events – the sunrise and sunset – are celebrations of the day it touches; one celebrates its beginning, the other celebrates its ending. They’re both awe-inspiring, majestic tributes to what was and what will be.

A blue canvas is slowly taken over by a deep red paint, spilling out in all directions. Orange swirls into the red paint outward from the center – a bright, yellow ball slowly sinking in the sky toward the water.

Purples and blues mix in as your gaze moves further from the center. The clouds are illuminated, glowing. The ocean reflects the sky’s masterpiece, beginning at the horizon with the colors rippling toward the shore. Waves crash.

Darkness is creeping in from the east, behind you, but you’re not looking. You’re looking west.

You can feel it coming. More than half of the sun is now beneath the horizon. You’re fixated on that line, savoring the last bits of beauty it shares.

Soon, darkness will cover the entire sky. It will become colorless and chilly. You know this will happen. You know there are very few absolutes in this world, but this is certainly one of them. You are prepared.

Sunsets are unsustainable. They burn too hot.

When the last drop of beauty disappeared from the sky, and darkness had reached the horizon, the speed of light wasn’t going to be fast enough.

She chased the sunrise. I drove off into the sunset.

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DAY 4: ON PARADISE
DAY 3: ON SMOKE AND WHISKEY
DAY 2: ON HOW CLOSE I WAS TO NOT EVEN GOING TO COLLEGE
DAY 1: WHY I’M WRITING EVERY DAY FOR 40 DAYS
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One comment

  1. I can feel the sunset in your words.

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