Through the Looking Glass

As I'm writing this, I'm looking out the window.

I'm looking out the window at the sunlight hitting the buildings I can see. Bright, strong, almost blinding sunlight.

And in the background, behind the building that's furthest from where I'm sitting, the sky is purple. Cloud purple. Storm purple.

Nature is amazing.

I'd take a photo, but it never comes out the way it looks.