yesterday morning i was up at 5am. i had to get into to work by 7 to leave early to take out the dog. it was miserable waking up that early. getting dressed in the dark. groggy and full of the sleepy failure of dreams that were still waiting for me. but as i drove towards lake merced - the moon was hanging behind the trees. the true definition of a grapfruit moon full and golden. as the road curved out towards pacifica there it was hanging low over the ocean and i tried to be a safe driver while looking sideways to watch the moon set gorgeous and calm into the ocean. sliding below the water while the sun couldn't yet be seen but was lighting up the bay on the other side of my view. the driving in has some perks and one of them is this amazing view. i drive in and see oceans and bay and mountains and trees and fields and farms and lakes all in a 20 minute time span.
the day at work was long and challenging and good.
left early got the dog out and then went to the de young museum where some friends were having a screening of their films as part of a fancy xhibition. such a big deal. it was good. went for cajun food after and had such good food and good experience that it actually brought me to tears. found the friends from the museum after and met up at the fireside bar for some congratulatory drinks. wanted to make hubba hubba but found myself too broke and it was important to hang with rooster's people a bit too since that happens rarely with all of their little grad school heads buried in film and theory.
it was a good night.
but even more - that morning with that moon there... it's going to stay in my mind as a little gift of beautiful for a long time. sometimes painfully early mornings give the best gifts. i love how the world looks as the sun rises...
the day at work was long and challenging and good.
left early got the dog out and then went to the de young museum where some friends were having a screening of their films as part of a fancy xhibition. such a big deal. it was good. went for cajun food after and had such good food and good experience that it actually brought me to tears. found the friends from the museum after and met up at the fireside bar for some congratulatory drinks. wanted to make hubba hubba but found myself too broke and it was important to hang with rooster's people a bit too since that happens rarely with all of their little grad school heads buried in film and theory.
it was a good night.
but even more - that morning with that moon there... it's going to stay in my mind as a little gift of beautiful for a long time. sometimes painfully early mornings give the best gifts. i love how the world looks as the sun rises...