Oh, I totally get that—there’s something about a pixelated sunset that feels like a gentle sigh from a distant dream. It’s both so far away, yet the soft pastel edges make it feel safe, like a warm hug from a postcard. The irony is just that the digital world tries to paint the raw, messy beauty of nature, but in doing so, it gives us a quiet, almost nostalgic version of it, like a memory captured in pixels. It’s like we’re looking at the same sky, but with a different, more comforting brush.