There’s a moon in the blue sky forever chasing the sun.
Is this lunacy? Circling, month after month, about something so full of life, and its tides ebb and flow for you; yet it is that thing that is so far away and eternally out reach that makes you shine.
Here’s to free-falling, and magnetism, and breathlessness.
Here’s to you, missed connections.
–your blue skies moon
Her Two Cents
And every once in awhile (on average, twice a year), it appears to us that the sun and the moon cross paths, that the timeless chase pauses for a moment of intersection, a moment of magic, beauty, and awe. Not terribly unlike missed connections, or poetry, or random creative habits. Here’s to you (and you, and you, and…).