Feeling grateful. I used to savor my evenings (the tranquil rhythm ) until I moved to a bad area. It’s nice to be able to enjoy them again.

Last night the moon was huge and I could see (Venus maybe?) I can’t remember the last time I saw moonlight illuminate my surroundings so brightly, as if a porch light had been left on. I stared at the second orb for the longest time curious which planet it was? Normally my eyes can’t even see stars.
I love that I can watch the whole horizon from my lil, living room couch.
I love that I finally live someplace safe again where you can leave a window open in the evenings and sit with that quiet breath.
It’s a small, wondrous, humbling thing.