While driving to the grocery store at 9:15 tonight, I was startled by the moon. It hung low in the sky like a battery-operated coin. I was a hazard while driving along, because not only was I staring at the moon but I was also digging in my purse in search of my camera. (It was not there.)
When I finished shopping, the moon had risen higher and shone bright white. I admired it while I drove. I walked the length of my driveway to catch one more glimpse of the moon.
Then, I said goodnight.
And goodnight to the old lady whispering “hush.”
Goodnight noises everywhere.
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