The only thing that reminds me of my normal life at home is the moon. It lingers in the sky reminding me that a few hundred miles away are those who mean the most to me.
I recall how large the moon looks at home. It's huge and bright and beautiful. The crown jewel in the night sky.
Here everything is bright and flashing. Extravagant. It's almost as if the moon knows and has withdrawn itself so as not to compete.
I'm ready to leave the flashing lights and the incessant noise behind. I'm ready to be back where I belong. With my family, where the moon is big and bright and solitary.
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