[This is an old post. It was sitting in my drafts for a long time. It might be a little too philosophical, but I tend to be that way while watching sunsets].
At ten thousand feet, I was texting pictures to everyone back home about how I have come to watch the sunset. Not realizing that, while I wait, the sun has already crossed over to the other side, their side. The sun has risen in the land I call home. The same Sun that is disappearing down the horizon here.