Staring out the window
Monday, October 19th, 2009On my way back from Boston last night, flying between Chicago and Nashville, I looked out my window to the west. The gloaming light was punctuated by the remains of the sunset, blazing melon and pink, both and the same, swirling like tie-dye. As we headed further south, the colors settled into a solid stripe of vivid orange, dimming into a hazy rust, and then, eventually, just darkness.
I don’t know that I will ever shake my wanderlust.
