After cleaning and before dinner and a Velvet Underground listening and a glass of wine, I took myself on a drive by the Reservoir. I do this sometimes; I need to be near bodies of water at sunset, however artificial they might be. Maybe this is because for years, on Sunday afternoons, my family would get into a car and drive to Tod's point to watch the sunset. We'd say hello to Bluemoon on the way, and we'd park the car at the overhang near the yacht club and wait till the sun disappeared behind Belle Haven. We still do this when I'm home. They still do this when I'm not home. I miss my family on Sunday afternoons. And these things stick.