I tried to catch the sunset today at the Fly (a little park running along the river). Unfortunately it was still quite overcast to the West so there was only a thin break of light. It wasn’t quite what I was going for, but it was pleasant sitting by the water and listening to the cicadas. And on my drive home, I listened to this song for about the hundredth time this week.
About half of those listens have been at work where I have to seriously restrain myself from dancing because I’m punching the clock.