Me and Moon Shadow

“Look outside, and you’ll see the moon kissing Venus,” Mike called to tell me.

So I hung up, and went out on the roof. And Mike was right.

(Mostly right… “Kissing?” Let’s let him be poetic about it, okay? Maybe it’s one of those celebrity air-kisses, or like a brother/sister thing.)

Don’t get me wrong. I usually think the moon is great and all, but lately, it kinda won’t leave me alone. Everywhere I go, it’s right over my shoulder. Let me show you.

The other day, walking along, minding my own business, I looked up and found the moon looking STRAIGHT AT ME.

Moon Shadow_1

Creepy, right?

“Who are YOU staring at?” I shouted.

And then another day I got a funny feeling I was being followed, and I looked back really quick, and guess who tried to duck out of sight?

Moon Shadow_2

No, look lower.

Moon Shadow_3

Yup. The moon. We-re talking full-on stalker-y craziness. I’m telling you, if you hear of anything bad happening to me anytime soon, suspect number one should be the moon.

And now I feel like it’s making me a little paranoid. I’m seeing the moon EVERYWHERE. One example is this coconut cream pie I made. Hours of work and I couldn’t even enjoy it because it was so moon-looking (that, and the under-baked, chewy crust).

Full Moon Pie

The only thing that helps is by fighting back. Instead of being a victim, I swallowed my fears (yes, by eating the pie; I made Mike help).

That doesn’t seem fair, though. How long can that continue before I become, well, “full moon-shaped?” My choices are to become a chalk outline, or to cast a round shadow?

Barcelona Sidewalk Shadow


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