Musings at 3:00

Late post, but last Thursday night/Fri morning, Rowan woke up at 3:00 am. I think she had kicked off her covers and she wanted a drink. So I got her a drink and tucked her back in, and as I was putting the milk away, I notice the edges of the curtains were glowing in the living room. I went and peeked out the curtains and the whole backyard was bathed in moonlight. With all the snow, it was incredibly bright. Everything was completely still, and shadow of the big tree by the house lay across the snow like a huge spider. If I knew how to use our manual camera better, I would have taken a picture (f-stop, anyone?) but all I could do was commit to memory. And if it hadn’t been freezing, I would have gone outside. It was just a perfect winter night, a perfect prussian sky.

There is something about the silence of the night, when everything is sleeping. The stillness. It’s strange to think of the moon circling and where will I be at 3:00 am in the midst of a winter night 10 years from now? Or 20? Or 50?

A memory to keep.

Author: ~R

I write about life, people, and the things that interest in me. Which often includes death, sex, friendship, and the future of humanity. I hope for the best in people and I prepare for the worst. But no matter what happens, change is constant and everything will be ok.

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