I'm gonna be honest here. After a weekend where I worked an 11 hour shift followed by a 10 hour shift 9 hours later, I'm grateful for sleep. And for couch naps and that feeling of tired and achy freedom that comes from taking off constricting work shoes that make your feet hurt 6 hours into a shift.
I'm grateful for pretty sunsets. I truly am obsessed with the sky. I always look up during golden hour, when the sun filters just right through the clouds. Maybe it's the sense of feeling that something bigger is up there, or maybe it's just a sense of calm that tends to overcome everything else when looking at a pretty sight, but the sky never ceases to amaze me.