One Small Step

I love the moon. I think it is mystical, beautiful and bright. I particularly love it when it is full and the smallest things are lit so beautifully. For example, when I am sitting my room with the lights out just as I am thinking about going to sleep it looks as if i left a light on the room is so well illuminated. Whatever the moon catches it changes and transforms it into a glowing blue color. The whites become brighter and the darks are darker. The sheets on my bed are a dark blue that turns slightly white while glowing brightly cast almost aside while the white strips take over the intensity. The moon makes the wood of my stained bed posts lose all of its original color and simply reflect the white light that pratically makes me squint my eyes.