I was busily doing computer things, and then I looked up and the moon was right there! It's a perfectly round orange coin hanging in the perfectly black sky. I looked at it with my binoculars and I can almost see Tycho, but my hands shake a little bit and I can't quite make it out. My windowpanes refract the light and make three more ghost moons in a line with it. It's impossibly beautiful.
I couldn’t find a fork for my cantaloupe pieces at work this afternoon, so I ate them with my fingers, sitting in my gray plastic cube in the gray concrete cube farm. They were so cold and so sweet and it made a mess and I felt like a living thing again. As I was coming home from work, the air was delicately pink with smoke and sunset. I did a vulnerable and courageous thing and people were loving and affirming and I felt like I had done good work, and like I was part of a strong, wise, kind, powerful community.
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