31 august 2018
The moon was bright in cloudless blue of the morning sky, gibbous and decidedly round, no danger of mistaking it for a mere disk in the heavens. And suddenly, as your car lurched down the interstate you felt that if you could only shake off the distractions of groceries & work & paying the electric bill, and just think broadly enough, just remain fully lucid & conscious for more than a few seconds at a time, that you could touch the moon without effort, & countless other spheres across space.