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Earlier this week, I was racing to get to a friend’s house for dinner. I was running late because of construction on a busy thoroughfare, which narrowed two lanes into one, snarling L.A. traffic even more than usual. My shoulders grew knots. As I finally turned the corner, a few minutes from my destination, I caught a glimpse of the sunset in the rearview mirror. There were streaks of crimson and fuchsia interspersed with palm trees. In awe, I pulled over to soak in the view.
Painting by Grant Haffner [1]