The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand. ~Frederick L. Knowles
I’ve never been a night person, especially not the kind who likes to be outside in the dark. I’ve always found it to be quite eerie…except if I’m with someone bigger and stronger than me, someone I trust like Dirt Man. I enjoy star gazing and walking in the moonlight, but not alone. Maybe I’ve seen too many horror movies or listened to too many spooky campfire tales. Or maybe my cousins just scared the crap out of me when I was a kid by telling me that a UFO was coming to get me! When the sun starts to set, I withdraw to the comfort of my second skin, home.
I’m generally a sunshine girl. I like to see what surrounds me. I don’t like shadows. Unidentified sounds make me jump. Darkness weighs me down, not only constricting my movements but also my creativity. I brighten with the rising of the sun and flow within its rays.
There is something haunting in the light of the moon; it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery. ~Joseph Conrad