Fly Me to the Moon

There was a beautiful full moon last night. It was one of those huge stunningly bright moons - you know when the moon is kind of low in the sky and looks like you could reach it if you only kept driving for a while. You could make out grey shaded areas where a hundred craters were probably resting, just peering back at us. The sky was clear and a velvety black in contrast. It was so serene, and for a moment as I stared at the moon, nothing else existed. And for a moment, everything in the world was right.