Sunsets are beautiful. They are that grand, captivating golden hour of the day that brings with it a strange sense of peace. But they are also the declaration of the end. They remind you that what started with the promise of sunshine and roses must now come to an end. What did you achieve all day? You think to yourself. The answer isn’t always the most optimal. Maybe there is something you wanted to do but couldn’t get to. And here is the sun, casually saying goodbye telling you times up, pencils down. What you were not able to get to today, is a lost cause. Maybe you will get to it tomorrow, when the sun comes back. Tomorrow, however, is never a guarantee.