I see the moon, the moon sees me. The moon sees nobody else but me.

I have the best desk on my floor at work. It's right next to massive windows that run down the whole floor. All I have to do is turn my head to see what's going on outside. Not even that, I can just look and it's all there. Just there. Even though it overlooks the docks, and the building workers, and the factories, the fact that you can all see it in one go makes it amazing.

I even saw the moon dark and early in the morning. Came in to work at 6:45 AM and it was really strange. The roads to work were less packed. There wasn't a mad rush. It was quite good, but the down side was I had to wake up at 5:30. Bummer :(. The car park that I usually park in when I drive wasn't even recognisable! Drove straight past it. And now I realise how crap the traffics lights are right next to work! Two minutes just to make a U-Turn. *rolls eyes*

But the walk along New Quay and "Central Pier" was different during that time of day. The moon was up over the Bolte and Westgate bridge, which was alien in nature. I have never seen it hover over those supposed chopsticks at stand to commemorate that Bolte guy that was a previous Premier of Victoria. It looked so unfinished. It always looks so unfinished. The moon over looked it though, and it made it look special. This was probably the only time the moon appears on that side of anything. I'm not really awake at a time earlier than 7. And the bridge workers never woke up that early either to finish off the bridge, hey.

The factor of eerieness went upa notch when I arrived at work. The revolving doors weren't revolving. The escalators only started escalating. And the reception people weren't very receptive. Very little people were there. Lights were off. The empty seats made the floors look like a skeleton of what it was only 12 hours ago. It was hard to believe that this was the building I work in with so many others, hustling and bustling, but now it was just me. Me and me and some guy that got there even earlier than me, or maybe he stayed. See people do love the NAB. I even got in before the biscuit jars were stocked. Imagine that, no biscuits. No chocolate biscuits, no scotch fingers, no anzacs, no bears.

What is this place.

No one in my team was there yet (duh) when I got to my desk. Typical really. Most of the time I'm the first one in anyway. It was still dark, and no lights were on. There was nothing that could be done anyway, as the know-how eluded me. Just the ambient light of the monitors, the slight whirring of the overworked fans in the machines all around me, and a aroma of a banana that I'd left on my shelf. Yum. But to my left was the window. And in the window, was the yellow glowing moon that shone so happpily. So happily for me. Of course it was taking credit from the sun, as it was just about to rise, and the moon about to go down. It looked so peaceful. You can stare at the moon, unlike the sun. You can observe all it's bumps and craters even from so far away.

The camera wasn't with me though. I'm kicking myself for it. I could have captured what it looked like. I don't think you could ever capture that whole atmoshpere where the night is peaking just as it's fading away, where you're tired but you're not, because there is a reason why you're in at work this freakin' early, and because you know that if you come back the next it'll all be there again.

If I'm motivated to come back again that early.