We’re three days into a week where I declared at the outset that I wanted to spend more time at the park. How am I doing on that goal? To be honest, not great.

I’ve finished work no earlier than 8 p.m. every night this week. Two days I never made it outside the door of my apartment and the most exercise I got was walking to the bathroom or shuttling between the rocking chair and the couch.

So the highlight of the week was yesterday, when I did leave the couch, shutting the laptop in time to put on sneakers and leave the house and do a few laps of the traffic circle at the end of the block. I then sought higher ground at the park so I could catch the sunset.

Probably the nicest sunset I’ve seen this year, it was the sort of evolving beauty that you look at one second and think, “Wow! That’s amazing!” And then twenty seconds later you’re thinking, “What was I talking about? THIS is so much better than that was.” And so it continues until suddenly the show is just over, the screen goes black, and the house lights come up, and you’re able to think, “What a phenomenal show! That was totally worth the price of admission.”