I’m sitting in a coffee shop in downtown Willmar right now; it’s 5:30…and the sunset is frikin’ amazing. Seriously: the bottom half of the sky is orange and the top half is fuchsia and purple. Craziness! How does the Lord come up with this stuff? It’s different all the time! How many sunsets can you make?!
Ok, so here’s my latest epiphany (I say latest because there are many!): I think it’s possible to be a realist and an idealist at the same time…and I think that’s how I became a melancholy-pessimist.
Chew on that one for a while and I’ll write my reasoning later.