Enjoying the Sunset

I think that people who believe that if you must be able to justify and understand your existence logically—why you are here, your purpose, or any of those other Big Questions—or you somehow cannot live it miss the point. I don't need to justify why I enjoy a sunset, I don't even have to put words to it. Maybe knowing that it is caused by a gigantic ball of plasma millions of miles away undergoing continuous explosion is constantly emitting ungodly amounts of deadly radiation that is absorbed and reflects a different color when I am at a spot on the earth looking from a certain angle makes it all the more beautiful to me, but I don't have to know that to enjoy it. I just do.