Darkness Comes Early

We sit in rush-hour driving home watching magnificent sunsets from the bumper-to-bumper traffic, watching the glowing sun go down.

When we arrive, there's still a little time -- time to run rain water on the trees and shrubs or to listen to the doves flapping in the trees.

But then you turn around. You sit down for a moment. And it's dark, daylight gone in the blink of an eye.

In my youth, days like this were cold and wet. My fingers froze as I sped on my bike in the drizzle back to my dorm, racing to beat the night.

And so even though it's warm outside right now, the early-come blackness outside my window makes me shiver.

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