I am feeling alot of things right now and my main New Years Resolution was to keep up with my blog much more and I have some epic online dating stories in the works...so hang tight.
But I lost my cell phone last night which was the straw that broke this old camel's emotional back so I went back to my journal before bed and I found this piece about the moon that I want to share again. I promise a new post in 2 days. If I don't post you can tar and feather me.
to keep from waning
In NYC, the moon is a hard thing to find. I see a skyline that is infamously beautiful, bridges sparkling, and a few stars glimmering in the black sky.
In Texas, the moon is huge. It sits in the sky with confidence, aplomb and a regal distinction and sometimes it looks like it is so big that you can stick your hand out and have it rest in the palm of your hand.
The moon is not something I've given much thought to at all, before recently. It's always just been...well you know...there.
I've thought it pretty. I've thought it grand but I've never really thought ABOUT it.But now I can't stop thinking about it.
The moon is powerful, distant but not untouchable. It's mysterious. Sometimes it's dark and sometimes it's bright. The moon holds a lot of romance. The thought that at any given moment during the long night that someone is looking at the moon and wondering who else is looking at it too is kind of special to me. Whether or not someone is looking at it to find answers or simply just looking at it and feeling a little less alone at night.
She changes the tides, she lights the sky, she marks time and she is one of a kind.
Tonight...I want to be the moon.I want to be in as many places as I can be at the same time. I want to be beautiful. I want to be alone but to always be in orbit with the things that keep me alive. I want to be discovered.
I want to be the moon. ...if only for tonight.