Sunset Highway

Now in DST time the sun is setting later, a mild March day meant windows down on I-94 into the harsh yellow and oranges at it slowly percolated to the horizon. A band sings about how the world is a beautiful place, but we have to make it that way, but there's a beauty in these moments and sunsets and evenings that we don't have to make a damn thing of, and maybe that's what can make them so sad, the sense of powerlessness before them.