I went outside to look at the moon on purpose

Small thing, but I'd never actually done it before. Not glanced at it from the car. Went outside, on purpose, to look.

Phone stayed on the kitchen counter. I stood at the end of the driveway in my socks for maybe ten minutes while it climbed over the roof across the street, almost full, a little orange at first and then very white. A dog two yards over barked at it, or at me. Hard to say.

I didn't think anything profound. Mostly I noticed how long it's been since I stood still outdoors for no reason. Reading this place, I keep finding the same instruction in a dozen different traditions: pay attention. This was me trying it.

Feet were freezing. Doing it again tomorrow.