The moon to me is like the ocean. Vast, mysterious, and completely alluring. It's one of the things I miss most about being in New York. It is rare for one to look up and see that giant pie in the sky. It's always a nice surprise to see the moon on a late night walk home. Tonight is the biggest full moon of the year. My brother and I stepped out of my apartment just to catch a glimpse. I felt like a little kid witnessing a small, simple moment, but knowing that the smallest of moments are the ones to be treasured.