I spent Labor Day weekend 2005 with my college friends.
We took a walk through a trail in the woods. The sun was sinking below the horizon and I looked for a picture to make. To my disappointment, the light was low and flat. It wasn’t until I came out of the trail into an open field that I looked back and noticed where I had just been 10 seconds ago.
I guess life shouldn’t always be lived looking ahead.
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