the moon

One nice thing about the return trip from the station to my home is that the Moon is often high in the sky.  When it is full, I can glance upward at it the whole ride back.  Unfortunately, given that this isn't really safe behavior, I'm confined to stop lights and maybe the occasional stolen glance on an open street.
Still, it is enough to remind me that the moon is there, and it is beautiful and it is special.  This makes me feel more human, more a part of the earth, by looking at our local celestial body.