In the moment

She loved a good sunset. Sunrises were good too, so she heard, but they took place at a time she had devoted to other interests. Like sleeping.

“If you went to sleep earlier, you wouldn’t be sleeping through the sunrise,” her boyfriend said.

“If I went to sleep earlier, we would miss the sunset.” She placed her head against his shoulder, since them sitting there worked like that.

He put an arm around her. “We could do this in the morning too.”

“Could we do both?”

He frowned, staring at the colours fading into darkness. “You’d have to go to bed, like, right after this.”

“Or when we’re older we can move to a place where the sunrise and sunset don’t happen that far away from each other.”

For a moment, he didn’t seem to understand that. Then he thought it through again. “Do you want really long days or really long nights?”

She shrugged. “As long as there’s a sunset, does it matter?”

To her it didn’t. And he just wanted her happy, so he thought through the logistics as her imagination followed the colours of the setting sun.

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