The moon is following me. Not a bad stalker I suppose. At least she keeps her distance. At least her presence is pleasant. She glows. She comes and goes through the clouds, the sprinting trees, the morning mist. I’ll miss her in a few minutes when the sun rises. I’ll be asleep then and make the best of my memories. Looking out through the view I’ve grown used to, the pale blue hue through the tinted car window, I smile when I see my reflection. I still laugh at all the continuous misadventure. I can’t believe we haven’t stopped. The sad moon has been tailing us all along. I think it’s time I pull over and recognize her and thank her for keeping the evening roadways safe for us throughout this journey as well as for those before us… All my life I’ve told myself what would happen and then watched it happen. It’s as simple as that. I never questioned a possibility. I never believed in luck. I believe in preparation colliding with opportunity. But I never expected anything. I believed in time and I know that I have lots of it. I didn’t expect all of this to happen. Thanks again moon. I’m happy to be where I am. My life designed to share the lessons I learn and have good times. I'm hopefully making the world a little bit keener to romance and friendliness. Encouraging myself and those around me to stay forever young. I think it’s working. I see several smiling faces everyday. It’s like sunshine at times, so bright and energizing. People ask me where I got my tan lines. I wear a silly grin and shrug. I think it’s the combination of smiles by day and my supportive moon by night. My head is stronger than it’s ever been. My body and mind are working in perfect harmony. It’s a great time to sit down and write something inspirational. I should sleep now. Good Night Moon.