Struggling

On days we wanted to last forever we woke up to watch the sun rise. Now every day I watch the sun set over the sound and disappear behind the Olympics. It's one of those things I wish I could capture, but if it loses something in the digital photo it sure as hell is going to clunk like a crayon drawing of an orange circle and purple triangle mountains with safety-scissor lines of snow if I try to get it down on paper.