Reflections in a moonlight night

Cicero felt ill while working on a sunny afternoon. Later, sitting at the dinner table, he could not eat what had warmed up his lunch or drink the little wine in the bottle. When he went to bed, the insomnia prevented him from sleeping, so he decided to leave the house to breathe a little.

On the route with no set course, he met some friends and even strangers. After being startled to pass in front of the only small town cemetery, the man who lived alone came in and talked to a widower who could not forget his long-dead wife. As Cicero's parents were also buried there, both men shed tears because of their longing for their loved ones.

The night walk allowed him to remember many passages of life perhaps not lived with the intensity he should. Memories such as ex-girlfriends, friends who left far away or even for another life and events of childhood permeated the brain of those who did not know where to go and had no time to return home.

Fascinated to contemplate several times the largest night star almost like the ancient peoples who inhabited the planet, Cicero tried to find himself internally. However, perhaps there was not much time to turn the reflections into a moonlit night into new achievements.