From the mind of critic: “When we drive into the sunset , is that it? Are we glad our run is over, because misery is no longer? Are we sad we’re at the end, because of unchecked boxes on our bucket list? Are we indifferent because of all the zillion possibilities out there, that we couldn’t possibly choose? Is this sunset real, metaphorical, philisophical, political, religous or created in a lab? Whether we see a sunset at the end of our day, life, at the end of a test, trial or warranty, it repesents finality. The measure of the finality is up to us. We could be sunsetting on a stage in life, where we’ve learned lessons and moved on. We could be sunsetting on an empire that we’ve controlled for a long time, and now it’s crumbling because the people are rising up. Sunsets, like life are what we make them. We just have to remember that ending a run or a stage isn’t inherently bad, it’s only a test we have to pass to get where we need to go.” 🙂