Friday, May 2, 2014


I start to get nervous around sunset. I find myself pacing back and forth or walking circuits around my house, then out the door and around the yard, back yard, front yard, maybe down the street to the entrance to the canyon. I see the sun sink below the horizon and I wonder if I will ever see it again. And so I am confronted with a question. " If this is to be my last sunset," I ask myself "will I be satisfied with the life I've led?" The answer is always "No."