Far be it to use my own blog to complain, but daaaaamn damn damn.

I saw Bigfoot today. The Loch Ness monster. Or a Purple People Eater. While on a solitary march, attempting to shake the dust from my limbs after a cheerless two days as a shut-in at my own apartment, I stop into a neighborhood bar for a late dinner and beer.

I’m alone. And mopey. I finish my food, step outside into the humid dusk… and BLAMMO! I go from Saul to Paul as my eyes hit the horizon – murky purples (no, violets) and burning reds and velvet texture and beams of light radiating toward the top of the sky. An expletive escapes my lips and my hand reaches for the camera NOT in my bag. I remember saying to myself earlier in the evening, “you just need a walk, leave the distractions at home.”

This sunset is Halley’s Comet. I stop and stare for a bit, then turn my back on it and head home.