Motionless in the still of the night.

Everything was suddenly motionless. I must have gotten lost in the stillness of the night as I began to notice that the people drifting on the bridge had vanished. Encircled in the hollowness of the black sky and sparkling water, I decided that it was time to walk home.

As I lay in bed, I caught a glimpse of the moon outside of my window. I sensed its desolate air as it cast a light shadow across my pillow. I couldn’t help but notice how lonesome it looked at that moment.