Our plan was to go to bed as quickly as possible, but of course the dog needed to go out for a little.
I walked him up into our backyard, the snow crunching underfoot as he sniffed and snorted at the end of his leash. And for a moment, I stopped and stared up at the moon--slowly eclipsed by the earth's shadow. And for a moment, he sat. And we both breathed. And there was no traffic.
For that one moment we were at peace with the world.