I can see the moon from my bedroom window. And its not just as though I'm standing there, being cliche, watching it disappear and resurface through the clouds and the fog. I'm lying in bed and the shades are drawn and I am watching it from the place where I will drift off the sleep.
I've never experienced this, and I realize now why people make such a big deal about that big hunk of cheese in the sky. I feel like I could die right now.
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