I was returning my brother Mike's car to his house this past sunday, he was having it repaired at the Pep Boys across the street from our house. i was walking down the block towards his house, turns out i was crying, i thought it was the cold. the sun was going down, and the superbowl was going to start in a bit but I slowed my roll. I tried to clear it with a sigh, took a picture of it. I liked the way the sun was going down over the church in the background. had to be there.
"the habit forming pain, mismanagement and grief: we must suffer them all again."