An October Morning (or a short journey from moonlight to overwhelm)

2am: I am woken by the light of the moon shining down on my face through the attic window.

I want to sleep but I want to enjoy the light, so I lay still and silent until Jon stirs beside me and I whisper ‘Have you seen the light of the moon, it's so bright tonight. It’s shining directly on me.’ he murmurs something and turns over.

I sit up and see that it…