Tonight before yoga class, I stood outside the community center alone and watched the sun go down. The western horizon was cloudless and the sky turned the color of butterscotch candy.
The city's water tower was back lit making it look like the silhouette of a giant mushroom.
A gentle breeze out of the northwest made the chain on the flagpole clank like a radiator heating up cold pipes.
I stood there for a long while with my eyes drifting out of focus. For a moment I a feeling of deja vu. I shot a picture with my iPhone but the color was non-existent so I deleted off the phone and took a mental picture instead.
It was a nice moment.
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