One evening on Broadway

At Julian’s.  I walked over in sunshine, but as I walked the sun dropped below the rooftops, casting the streets in shadow.  I’ll walk home in the dark, and that’s fine, but not as good as the sunlight.

That’s the trade off.  I could have walked in the broad daylight, but I would have had to go back to work.  Now, I get the fading light, but I’m free.