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This is the first entry in the journal my former friend gave me years ago. I’m not sure where I was, but more likely than not, I was in my van, waiting for baseball practice to be over and enjoying the evening colors of the sunset.

Evening Thoughts

Magenta, blue & purple skies,
Fleeting colors of the day.
Black skies of the night
Soon to be upon us.
Where will my wandering
thoughts take me next?

~Loly Mireles ‘2000

I wonder how many of you have enjoyed evening skies as you sit and wait for someone….