Meeting with a Friend on the Way Home

Good evening all! While writing this, I am on ICE512 train, going to Mannheim. I have a transfer there, to the train that will take me home. It is 18:20 now, and the sun is about to set. This time is called dusk, if I remember correctly. I can barely see a glimpse of the sun behind the thick purple clouds. An orange tint is reflected on the clouds, and it is beautiful. Grass is dark green now. It…