I stepped outside at 5:14 this morning.
The moon balanced Herself precariously on the western horizon.
She was as full and round as an overly plump orange.
I swear She playfully winked at me.
A never-to-be-repeated snippet of time when kindred Souls, of different worlds, breathe in the same breath, exchange knowing glances, wish each other well and bless each other.
The 1st day of the rest of my life and the last day of yesterday, seamlessly joined by all that came, and by all that is to come.
Forever and A Day.