a heavy dose of atmosphere

The moon's like a big, shiny coin.

Poetic, right?

Nah, not really.

It's true, though. It was fat and yellow earlier, like a floating egg yolk (my metaphors need work, I know); but now it's pure white, high enough in the sky that you gotta strain your neck to get a good look, and bright as anything. Pretty gorgeous. Just this bright beautiful thing, floating around in a black sky, surrounded by glittering stars.

I'm just sitting here on my front porch watching the sky, and watching my breath float away in white puffy clouds of mist, and wondering if it'll snow. It's cold enough, for sure; the last few times I walked on grass there was frost crunching under my shoes.

I hope it does snow. I like it when the world goes all white and fragile and glittery. Like nature's just telling us to be calm and peaceful for a few months. I can sit and admire ice freezing the trees and let a mug of hot chocolate warm my hands.

Like we used to do together.

The thought would have made me start crying a few months ago. Now, I think I'm good. Now, it makes me smile.

Smile and remember the good times. Giggle to fend off the chill nostalgia always send washing over me. Because things are finally getting better.

You know things are getting better when you can smile about them.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm happy for nights like these, because they remind me of all the fun we had together. They remind me that the world is still an amazing place, no matter what else happens.

They make me think of you, and feel warm and happier than I've been in a while.

I breathe in a lungful of icy air and blink as a snowflake lands on my nose. It's gone pretty much instantly, but there's a faint wetness there that assures me it was really there.

It's started snowing.

Soon those tiny flakes'll be covering the world in white, making it beautiful and clean again.

And here I am, sitting on my front porch and grinning and watching the sky and the coin-bright moon. Wondering if the snow will stick tonight. Wondering if you're watching the same stars I am.

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