When ‘golden hour’ lasts 5 hours and stretches from 10pm to 4am, your
world slips into another reality that becomes clearly distinguishable
from the one you used to know. Jeans, kale and chai tea seem like an
idea I once thought I couldn’t live without, now I reflect upon a vastly
different reality with a similar sense of dependency. When you step
outside to greet a purple sky dancing upon a stretch of icebergs among
the frozen sea ice with snow covered mountains perceivable in the
distant horizon, you understand why people need this place.
via the golden hours.