Now it’s 6:54 PM.
Sitting on the bench on the big field, watching the sunset, one of my favorite things to do.
I still feel like it’s summertime, although autumn already started a week ago.
Intermittent music can be heard from afar, I don’t know where.
The sun is sinking in between the mountains far away, and bringing sunshine to the people on the other side.
I wanna keep the sun in my sight, but I don’t wanna be selfish. We should share it with each other evenly, so we keep rotating.
I can hear birds singing from the distance casually, as always.
Once in a while, when I look up, an airplane is flying over me. I wave my hand at it, say hello to the people on the plane.
The air is getting cold, and the mountains already engulfed the sun completely.
I probably should go back.