Out to the moon

I often lay at night staring out my window at the teeny tiny moon in the sky. I wonder about life. How it'll all turn out in the end because at the moment I haven't the slightest clue what is going on. I ponder the choices I need to make and still end confused.

I stare at the moon and wish I could be on it. When I was young, I dreamed that I would live there one day. That I would have a gigantic bubble house and be away. But that won't be happening, so I have to figure out how I will be living my life. One day I might have the answers...