..a random girl stopped me recently as I was rushing to my train and she said, “slow the fuck down and enjoy this mural with me..” At this point I was incredibly intrigued that I slowed my pace, and backtracked over to her in the middle of Los Angeles Union Station. I enjoyed a graffiti mural in [relative] silence for three minutes. Should I miss my train? Maybe. No, I Can’t afford to. I nodded, crept away; and as I was ready to increase my stride to a sprint down my terminal to the train platform, she shouted, “You only have 22,000 sunsets…the average life only sees 22 thousand sunsets, love…how many can you remember?”

This might be my last post for a while, for I can’t think of a memorable sunset; and I want to change that shit right now. Honestly, why post a picture of a sunset when one can take advantage of the real thing. It’s time for me to start counting my sunsets.

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Kind Regards,

M.