something cliché

it's my favorite time of evening, when sun is setting and the sky is soft and warm, making blue and orange reflections on the cars. the dusk is setting in and the lights around the city have just come on, competing with the sunset for the brightest light. the purple neon from lupis is reflecting in the newly rain-washed windows of the cars parked outside and the sky is turning from orange to pink with a hint of violet where the pink fades into the blue. i wish i had my camera...i have color film in it right now.