I saw the moon.
Then I sang that little song to myself in the version that
I know.
(Actually, I belted it out for the neighborhood to hear; thankfully I don’t think anyone did.)
I see
the moon and the moon sees me,
The moon sees someone that I’ d like to see.
God bless the moon and God bless me,
And God bless the someone that I’ d like to see.
And that’s when the tears welled up in my eyes.
Because as I was staring up at the moon,
I realized something.
There’s a crazy time change and large amounts of daylight here right now, so the moon isn’t shining here at the same time it’s shining in Indo.
Sad.
I miss my Indo friends…and can’t wait to hug them.
Soon, I hope.
G’nite.
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