Sometimes I feel the need to slip away and spend a little solitary time watching the evening light. I did so tonight. A rather unspectacular sunset over the Mississippi at Alton, a favorite spot of mine. Nonetheless, very satisfying in its gentle subtlety.
As often seems to happen at this place, I was almost completely alone standing by the riverbank with a huge empty car lot behind me. There were maybe six other people in the whole area. Across the river, the bustle and lights of Alton itself could be heard and seen. Close yet remote. I've always been something of a loner despite being a family man and having a pretty social work life. Sometimes I wonder at this paradox.