This morning I went for a walk in the frost. Snow started to fall and I looked up at the white sky. The moon was there, still there from last night. A white moon in a white sky is the most beautiful sight. And my heart started to ache. I dont know why, it was beautiful, and I smiled, but it made me desperately sad also. I started to cry, and I still do not know why. I have been looking at the sky a lot lately, it makes me emotional, but i cannot figure it out. Perhaps I should stop trying.
