Double Dip Moon

 I woke up today pre-dawn and lying in bed I remembered the posts I had written the day before. I felt a wave of shame and humiliation.

Then I rose and went into the kitchen to begin making coffee. I looked out the window over the kitchen sink. In the black darkness above desert to the west there I saw the Moon, the same one as the night before, in almost the same height in the sky but now in the west instead of the east. I felt a wave of peace comfort, as if the Moon had been waiting for me once again, undaunted by my awkward exposure of my wretchedness and brokenness. As strange as it sounds, when I saw the Moon, I felt loyalty, and companionship.