This perfect night. This night, like so many others. This night, hosted by a supermoon, bright behind the tempered edges of a gently clouded sky.
A warm night, but cool enough. Windows open, still, even as neighbor sounds drift through. The luxury of laying up to our necks in clear, hot water, outside -- quietly, undisturbing, undisturbed.
We were not expecting this. Expectations, fallen aside, no longer rule here.
This is when it gets easy.
