Memory #237

One night, I went camping at Great Sand Dunes National Park. I climbed up to the tallest sand dune and looked out at the setting sun. The moon rose over some round mountain tops, and I could hear coyotes howling. The sun made the dessert look purple while the wind blew harder and became cold. I wished that I could spend my whole life just experiencing God's beauty without having to be bothered with working and relationships and eating and money and living.