11Jun

I was wondering what it was like to watch the sunset over the Sahara Desert.
In this travel, in a sence, one of my dreams come true.
I pondered this proposition about the sunset in the Sahara.
Is the sunset in the dry field a vague illusion?
It might be like the sound of sand carried by the endlessly lonely breeze moving forever towards the setting sun as time stopped to rest.
It may be the most beautiful and lonely drama in this world.
It is forever repeated from the past to the future in the harsh nature.
Where human beings cannot live, life, and death live side by side.