Since I was up anyway, I went for a walk

Six in the morning. The sky was black, a few stars sprinkled across. A glorious white moon accompanying as I strolled along. In the distance was the intermittent roar of highway traffic -- people, unlike me, with a destination to meet. In the same distance, but closer. the ducks at the university pond, squawked. I was surprised, time and again, when others emerged along the path; startled out of the thought that I was somehow alone.