Take Back Your Life!

Jimmy and I often walk around our neighborhood at night, a few hours after eating dinner. It’s quiet then, the traffic reduced to the occasional car zooming by. During our 1.5 mile tour of the neighborhood, the giant pearl of a moon shed enough light for us to see without turning our flashlights on. Usually it’s so dark, I cannot see anything where the tree canopy overhead becomes thick. Had we not taken the walk, I wouldn’t have even noticed there was a full moon. I joked to Jimmy we should return home and watch “American Werewolf in London” or “I was a Teenage Werewolf.”

I wondered why more people did not venture into the peaceful night after dinner. We pass many homes where the lights of the TV flicker from the front window. I’d love to have a TV free night, where everyone in the neighborhood gets released from their TV’s spell long enough to sit on their porches or stoops long enough to greet passersby.