In the Gloaming

After class, which was fantastic today, I had some much needed downtime and got to go for an evening run through the park just after the sun had set.

Twilight has always been my favorite time of day. As a kid, I remember playing outside on what felt like endless summer nights. As I got older, it was feeling the air change against my skin. Most of all, I love the moment when the sun first drops below the horizon while the sky, still radiating, remains full of light.

I saw a movie many years ago called In the Gloaming about a man who returned home to his family when he was in the final stages of AIDS, in his own twilight. I don’t remember much about the movie other than how the cinematographer was able to capture the light I’m speaking of.

Yes, it's about endings. Yet, there is something about that time, how the light moves, that makes me feel at peace. Tonight, I watched as shades of orange faded into darkness, much like in the picture above. And with the wind dancing over the water, inside I felt calm.