In something as simply beautiful as nightfall, it's so easy to find serenity in bad traffic and a sky doused with color.

It wasn't so much that the sun just fell into the horizon and out of sight, but that the sun and it's tangerine rays ate up the sky, touching the clouds with gentle colors of powder blues, soft lavenders, and fragile rose. The clouds made peace with drops of heaven, layering the above with patches of color infused white.

I stayed to yawn as the traffic grew worse, and the knocking inside my brain grew harder. But it made me drive faster, to get home, to sleep.