Full Moon

Sitting by the fire, I can see the moonlight reflecting off the water. The fire is keeping me warm on this chilly night. I hear the sound of the waterfall. Then I hear the sound of cars rushing by, the sound of brakes screaming, the sound of sirens from an ambulance, the sound of dogs howling at sirens. My paradise has been destroyed. I have lost all sense of calmness. Moon, you are the sunshine to my night, but I can no longer tolerate the pandemonium the outside has to offer. I am going inside.