There's a golf course a block from my house, and though my golfing skills are strictly "putt-putt on vacation" level, every so often lately I wander up there to watch the sunset. Even if I don't drag my family along, I'm never alone. People spread out picnics or gather in circles to do yoga. Kids run around and are chased by parents. It's a party.
I don't think there was this kind of audience for the sunset before covid, but it makes sense that now we find ourselves unconsciously gravitating toward this most primal of experiences. Because there's nothing better to do? Yeah, maybe. Also because we need to momentarily step away from all the chaos, loss and rage of this current period we're living through to remind ourselves that quite literally the sun will keep on rising and setting. Everything will be okay, eventually, even if it doesn't feel like that now. Beauty exists in the world, probably where you live.
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