the moon is almost full. standing bright and big in the nightly sky. the air is crystal clear. rain has frozen onto car roofs. this may be the first night this month below zero. me here inside. i pull the thick down blanket all the way up to my chin. it rustles softly whenever i make a tiny move. so late in the night. or so early in the morning. and i pretend it is a christmas night. i just have that feeling of coziness and warmth. and secrets. and i watch my mind wander. spreading light near and far. blowing Christmas kisses. to you.