Feb
18
I don’t have a picture of it, but tonight the moon was a low orange or gold, a crescent curving upwards like a grin. My immediate reaction was to text a bunch of friends and tell them to try to get a look, but I didn’t, so I was alone to enjoy it myself. When I look at the moon without anyone else to see, I sort of feel like it’s a secret I can keep to myself, as if I discovered it or it was there without anybody noticing it before I had.
