Such heaven meets us every evening.
– Oh, nothing new, the same thing every evening, – skeptics would say.
But I’m not complaining, to me, such a same routine fits perfectly.
Enjoy the blessings of the day and survive patiently all the bad things. Because only this day is ours: we are dead for yesterday, and for tomorrow – we are not yet born.
© Fortune, 2009
Sunsets are a romantic time, agree?