Lunaphile

I think I've decided that I love the moon.

I was running this morning, and the moon was there, waiting. It had been on the other side of the sky when I walked home the night before. When the moon has waxed full, it seems like the perfect friend for a jaunt, always up for whatever distance you want. Sometimes it's even out during the day, and somehow that seems more spectacular even than its enormous presence in the evening.

Today is study day. And it's also one week from Regina Spektor's concert! I get to study for the next forever, and I'm surprisingly okay with that. Many of the projects I have going on are sincerely interesting. Hopefully I finish, though. Wish me luck.