This was a picture I took on my way back from a weekend of snowboarding last season. I remembered a lot was on my mind, it was a Sunday afternoon, and I was alone. I remember feeling a little bit of sorrow with the sunset. In fact, although I absolutely love sunsets, I feel a sense of melancholy each time I watch a sunset. It's funny how we're taught from a very young age that sunsets are supposed to be romantic and somewhat exciting- yet I have never truly felt this way. To me, a Sunday sunset in particular is exceptionally sorrowful. The end of a weekend, the end of a beautiful day- simply the end. Also, it appears that the reflection in the snowboarding goggles shows a remembrance of the fun times that will now forever be nothing be memories.
p.s. I was listening to sad country music when I wrote this so we can blame the slightly depressing thoughts on that ;)
I think that's totally cool. It's rad to see how something as simple and routine as a sunset can hold so many emotions basically. It happens everyday but it can be pretty meaningful depending on experiences of the day and the company that one is with.
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I love snowboarding too! I always love sunsets after a good day on the mountain. It is such a simple picture, but very beautiful. I like how many memories this one picture holds for you.
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