To The Moon and Back

Does it make sense when I tell you that looking at the moon lately, started to fascinate me more then ever. I pretty much grew up with a fascination for the stars and the moon. Yesterday my head totally took that fascination to a next level or better to say that it decided to mean something else for me.

Stars first, just to tell you that it is so magical. I absolutely love watching the stars and free myself from every though I have. A feeling of freedom and a feeling of being so small and in fact meaning absolutely nothing in this huge universe. It is magical. 

Yesterday, the moon was so bright.

And yes I know that the moon does not shine and that it is the reflection of the sun. And yes sometimes the facts are making magical thing less magical, So why not delete that fact for a while. 

Yesterday, the moon was so bright I could not stop looking at it. How the stars can make my head feel free of thoughts, well the moon lets it overflow. 

"Why is the moon so far away?"

A question probably asked by school kids that learns the meaning of the universe. For some reason that question popped up in my head. Though there was a second part of this question. "Why can I still see it?"

Then my mind overtook the overflow. Like only if my English vocabulary was good enough to expres that. One question after the other popped in my head. I can not even remember how long I stood there watching the moon, being the moon. 

"Why can I see the moon, while it is amazingly far way? And Why can't I see my family while they are pretty much way closer?" I know why! just, you know. How badly I would like to see my family as how I can see the moon. 

I am having an amazing time and I feel better and better. But you know, sometimes a part of my brains starts to be active. Unconsciously I get those thoughts. I let them be there. They are precious to me.