I like leaving my curtains open at night.
There is something soothing about seeing the moon shining in through the windows at night.
I appreciate being awakened with the sun warming my room and waking up with the sun on my face. A couple weeks ago, I thought I was being awakened by the guy on the moon in my kitchen. I knew it was a full moon outside, and the light was bright. It was legitimately shining so brightly that I couldn’t get to sleep. I laid there wide awake, listening to the silence until it wasn’t silent anymore. I was beginning to believe that the guy in the moon had walked into my kitchen. There was some legitimately strange noise coming from my flooring. I kept wondering if I had mice, or worse. I was beginning to wonder if there were goblins in my house, and scampering across the floors. I didn’t deliver any thought to the heating possibly turning on. I didn’t realize it had become so freezing in the house. I had radiant heating and the heat pipes were under the floor. I crept out of bed to go to the bathroom and I felt the heat on the floor. I realized that the noises I was hearing were coming from my flooring. My radiant heating was doing exactly what it was supposed to do. I was happy when my feet hit the floor and I felt the heat. I was able to go back to bed and relax knowing the guy on the moon was still where he belonged, and not creeping around in my kitchen.