Watch More Sunsets.

Nothing is as entrancing as a beautiful color.

I know, generic start. Hear me out.

I am perched on a beach in the south of Koh Lanta, listening to the joyful voices of Thai children fully clothed and spinning in the water, falling and laughing as they're tossed about by the waves. To their left, a bit higher up the horizon, a towering sailboat bobs up and down with the ocean. The tide rises ever so slowly with each incoming wave, covering and uncovering the reflection of the sun on the smooth sand. Just as the tide conceals the sand, the mocha foam fizzles into smooth water and drifts back to the ocean, shimmering with the sun's vibrance. Oh, the orange. That neon tinged orange with a bit of rouge around the perimeter draws my eyes like insects to an electric trap. Transfixed by the sinking sun and its glow, I can't look anywhere else. It fades behind the clouds, a movement picking up speed as the clouds rise above. Below one layer of clouds, the orange fireball's fluorescence is contained in a perfect circle. The clouds above begin to illuminate a brilliant yellow. 

How can a photo do any of this justice?! The feeling of the earthy sand below me, the sound of the waves, the tickle of the breeze on my skin, the pleasantly balmy air.

I refuse to miss another sunset from here on out. I have six more in Thailand. Six. I am blessed with nature's theater every day, twice a day. Admission? Free. How could I choose to do anything else?

Six more sunrises, six more sunsets.

The attraction to the light taps into our most primal of urges, desires, wonders. I am transfixed every time. 

The sun dips away, and suddenly the sky is on fire. Rich blue clouds drift in from the east overhead. I give myy attention to their sloth like movements, but they move quicker and quicker as I stare. You don't need to be on drugs to enjoy this. All you have to do? Stop and look. Change your focus. Look UP. The patterns. They begin to emerge. The particles above are much closer than they appear. 

I am alone at the moment, and I am satisfied. The company of others is fantastic and not to be taken for granted. After this trip, I realize that I, too, am good company. I am content to be alone. I can be my own best friend. I challenge myself to reach higher, to be better. I’m entertained conversing with myself in my head and laughing out loud to the funny thoughts in my head.

To love life is beautiful. Life is beautiful, and never will a photo do it justice. EVER. Our manmade inventions cannot truly capture that which we see. Only our eyes are programmed to see such wonder. Isn’t that God's funny little joke to humanity! Some animals are blind, some with vision reduced. The poor dogs, stuck in a world of black and white. What would they think if they could see the entire vibrance of the sky?

And I continue to wonder... What beauty exists that our eyes have yet to see? What wonder hides right in front of our noses? What is the good Lord hiding from us, his big joke on all of humanity?

Maybe one day we'll know…