I feel part of this illness we pick up on things that are “new” to us. Even if they seem old. Like staring at the moon is a new thing to me…even though I’ve been doing it for 20+ years now…It seems all of a sudden that I’m 5 years old again staring at the moon for the first time. Can anyone relate???
I think people think I’m crazy when I stare at the moon because it’s been there for the last millions of years, but I haven’t truly appreciate it til a year or 2 ago. I love the moon.