There was a bright spot on the wall. What light is on? I fumbled around the dark bedroom looking for a flashlight or an extra glowy alarm clock with 6s, 8s, or 9s on its face. None to be found. Coming to my senses, I walked to the wall and traced the light to its origin. The window. It was the moon.
The moon’s full tonight, which I like very much in the winter. In this suburbia it takes on the role of a streetlight, offering a better spectrum than the usual dim orangey guys.
Good day today. Productive very early, the kitchen sink is clean, and I finished reading a book. Also added iPhone cases and stationery for a few paintings on my Society6 account. Ken’s adventuring in New Hampshire, while Loki and I are quietly
holding the fort relaxing in the living room.
I plan on breaking my too-early-to-bed cycle tonight. I’ve caffeinated myself for a wakeful evening of editing. Let’s see how this goes!