beccaelizabeth's dreamwidth journal

I looked at the moon
looked like the moon was blushing


then it was midnight and I stopped looking at the moon because even three coats aren't going to protect my nose.


Also, outside my flat at midnight is not in fact quiet. It's quite busy. There were half a dozen people in ten minutes. And most of them looked at me funny. Only one person said 'look, the moon!' and the person they were with said something in that voice that probably mean 'moon pretty, girl freezing, car open now!' and then there was driving away.

Really, I've seen middays that were quieter.


Also some people decided shouting at the people shouting in the street was the way to go. Personally I would disagree, since the street is far away and shouty drunk people aren't going to go quiet because of shouting. It just relocates the noise closer.



So basically, there was a thing with a moon, but there were also people, and only one of them was cool.

... *nods* ...