I looked at the sky and this is what I wrote.
As my eyes traveled upward, the warm greens turned into blues, and blues into indigos. The tiny shed of lighted moon shown clearly in the starless sky and brought with it such power to rid my mind of its worries. The crisp outlines of lush trees expertly framed the distant moon as humble servants to the sun’s polar opposite. Though, as I realize, the moon cannot shine without the sun to provide it with light. Anything good cannot exist without bad, no darkness without light, no good without evil, no demons without angels. I stare with the expression of deep thought and awareness at the centerpiece of the night as the greens turn to blues, the blues to indigos, and indigos became absent of color.
Steven Moffat's childhood
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moffat:
no, mum, I didn't break the vase.
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mum:
who did it then?
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moffat:
outside the window there was a butterfly and the butterfly flew past the window and our canary saw it and squeaked and the goldfish hit the tank and the cat was interested in the goldfish because the cat is hungry...
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mum:
so the cat knocked over the vase?
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moffat:
or did he?
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mum:
steven--
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moffat:
I guess you'll have to wait till next season.
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*flies away, cackling madly*
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Will Smith and Gary Barlow Do ‘The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air’ Rap
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american people are so annoying
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we are so annoying
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canadians:
i fucking love maple syrup
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