A peer out my window shows clearly that night has fallen.
A group of faintly lit points in the sky are shining.
The moon illuminates the water stretching endlessly to the west.
I sit in my bed thinking about life on the other side of the globe.
Where there is day while here there is only night.
A coyote howls for its friends outside my window.
Goosebumps go down my spine.
I roll over and close my eyes and slowly drift into sleep, Hoping to be greeted by the day.