To Die By The Moon

Apparently there is to be this incredible occurrence with the moon on the 19th. It'll only be some 200,000 miles away from the earth (and full no less.) This could cause natural disasters due to the way the moon controls the tides, especially when its in full. In a way, I pray to not find myself and all around me in the midst of a natural disaster in five days; right after the tremendous tragedy in Japan, but in another way...if I had to die, I think dying by the will of the moon would be a romantic way to go. We'd get so close to its vast surface, and it would pull the water in ominous ways. I also always say that having to go through, live through, or die by a tidal wave would be the worst way to go, but let's say it won't cause anything like that to happen. Hell, let's say that all that will happen is that the moon will be the brightest and fullest it's ever been, and we'd all die from the awe that has taken over. Romantic, non? I mean, I probably sound ridiculous and paranoid, but honestly...to die by the moon. Just the moon...not the potential terrifying waves she could bring, just the moon. I don't know, I'm probably writing this at the most inappropriate time, but I was intrigued by the story. So, having said all this I decided about fifteen minutes ago that for the next five days I'm going to live like I'll be dying by the moon. I'm going to live for me, and the ones I love. I'm going to smile at others even if I know they won't smile back, and I'm going to love as much as I possibly can. I hope to clear all the negativity from my mind, all the paranoia of being judged by others, and just live. Until then, everyday will be a dress-up day. I won't "save" outfits (this peculiar thing I do where I save the cutest outfits for certain days when I know I'll see certain people) I'll just wear what I want when I want because I want to. Right now I feel good about life. I'm under an immense amount of scholastic stress, but that kind of stuff doesn't seem to matter as much when it's matched up next to what people in Japan are stressed about. It's all a matter of significance isn't it? Even if it is hundreds of miles across the Pacific. Not to say that I'm going to drop everything and flunk out because silly tests and essays aren't important, I'm just going to value the good moments and get through those that aren't the most exhilarating. Keep praying for those in Japan and for those who have less than you. (there's always someone less fortunate) Keep living, and if this is our last week before the moon sweeps down and "awes" us to death, then really keep living and loving.