Peace

His cigarettes looked longer then usual on this moon lit night, but burned twice as fast. It was Friday and he had just finished a long 12 hour shift of work. He was able to go home about an hour ago but since he had nothing better to do, he chugged 2 beers in front of the warehouse that he worked at. The alcohol tasted sweet on his tounge and they made his stomach feel warm. He was content with his day. No one was waiting for him at home so he decided to take this time and gaze at the full moon, he almost felt like it was shining just for him. People seem to take the sky for granted, more especially, the beautiful moon. To Peter, each night is different, though it may seem just like every other night on this godly planet, he always saw a difference.