Don’t you think dusk is the most promising time of the day? For me, it holds the most hope. Maybe I feel that way because that twilight dusk period is my favourite time of day so I’m inclined to feel strongly about it. I am definitely a dusk person.
I am at my most creative at dusk. I am reflective and full of hope. Maybe it’s because I love the colours of dusk. The sun starts to fade and all of sudden pinks and oranges and yellows start appearing everywhere. Don’t get me wrong, I love blue skies but you can’t beat a sunset.
There’s something refreshing about the way the temperature starts to drop and that’s all you could ever hope for on a crazy summers day. Dusk.
I even love the word itself. Dusk. I think it’s beautiful.
I love how dusk has a different sound. Sure, maybe its insects buzzing but I like how dusk has a distinct sound. Dusk is that glorious in between stage. Being a night person, dusk holds a lot of anticipation. Dusk is exciting.
I think the best thing about dusk though, is that it’s the perfect moment to stop.
Dusk is that space where reflection rules all. You’ve had a full day. It might have been a bad one, or it might have been amazing. You might have achieved everything you set out to and you made some great memories and dusk is the perfect time to stop and be grateful. However – you might have had a terrible day. Maybe you failed. Maybe you hurt someone. Maybe someone hurt you. And dusk can be the perfect time to stop and lament.
I don’t know why, but I just don’t feel that way about dusk. Maybe if it was 10pm and I’d hurt someone, made a massive blunder of my Wednesday. Maybe then I would stop and feel horrid. Maybe I’d wish for a massive oversized eraser so I could just remove today from the calendar. But I don’t feel like that at dusk.
Dusk is full of hope.
Dusk means there’s still time.
Dusk means you can still change today.
There’s still a whole night for correcting wrongs, for saying sorry, doing something for the first time, loving someone.
Dusk means hope.
I think some people feel this way about dawn. There may be pain in the night, but joy comes in the morning. I feel like that about dusk. To me, New Years is like dusk.
You stop and reflect on all that happened in the year. You remember your mistakes, those low moments. You’re grateful for the moments of joy and reminisce about them. Maybe you achieved everything you set out to early in the year. You had big dreams, big plans. But maybe you failed. So many of us can’t wait for New Years and not because we’re excited about the New Year, but because we simply can’t wait for it to be over. And so we watch the sun set on 2012 and grateful or not, we wait for 2013.
If you want, if you let it, you might feel something wonderfully frightening seep into your heart.
Maybe this year will be different.
Last year is gone but it’s not too late. There’s still time to say sorry. There’s a whole year for correcting wrongs, doing things for the first time. Love.
Dusk means hope.