The Distinct Border
There’s crazy drama around me. It’s like witnessing two middle schoolers fighting. Because of the risk of sounding holier-than-thou, I don’t want to get into it. It’s just a sentence to remember as you read the rest of this. Instead, I will talk about my shenanigans as I stroll on my house’s roof, looking at the sky above me. There was this one evening when the moonrise followed the setting sun almost as if the dance was choreographed – the night of the full moon and a few days before and after, the moon rises just as the sun sets. It’s one of my favorite things about the Sun-Moon-Earth system. It took me some time to notice the moonrise that night, of course – the moon was blocked by buildings for the better part of my walk that evening. But when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie… That’s when you’re reminded that there’s so darn much that makes life interesting, catches and holds your attention. The visual is something along these lines: I was facing southeast. The...