October 13, 2025
The Thought of the Day and Question of the Day often live in opposite worlds. Some days they make you reflect; other days they make you laugh at how much reflecting you’ve already done. Today’s pair does both, it’s a slow walk into darkness followed by a slightly sleep-deprived dance back into the light.
Thought of the Day: “Even the moon is frightened of me, frightened of the things that I have done.” — The Wolfman
There’s a kind of silence that follows guilt.
Not peace. Not calm. Just that quiet space where you realize you can’t take something back, and the only thing listening is the dark. That’s what this quote feels like to me: the moment after, when you’ve already crossed the line and can’t remember why you did.
The Wolfman isn’t really talking about monsters. He’s talking about conscience, about being forced to look at the things you’ve done and admit they came from you. The claws, the hunger, the rage, all just metaphors for the parts of ourselves we try to keep chained up.
The moon becomes a mirror here. It’s not frightened by the blood or the howl; it’s frightened by what it recognizes. It’s seen this before, in everyone. The real horror isn’t in what we do when we lose control. It’s in how easy it is to stop fighting the urge.
We all have moments when the human slips and something wilder takes over. Anger. Jealousy. Despair. The moon’s light doesn’t condemn those things, it just reveals them. It’s the kind of light that doesn’t burn you but refuses to let you hide.
Maybe the moon isn’t scared of what we’ve done but of what we might do next.
Because once you realize what you’re capable of, pretending otherwise feels like lying to the night.
Question of the Day: What’s your secret superpower when you’re sleep-deprived and slightly unhinged?
Now let’s climb back out of the crypt and into real life, or whatever passes for it after three hours of sleep and too much caffeine.
When I’m running on fumes, my secret superpower is delusional confidence. Suddenly I’m the world’s greatest multitasker. I can write, snack, scroll, and have an existential crisis all at once. I become convinced that my best ideas arrive right before I pass out, and sometimes, I’m not wrong.
The truth is, sleep deprivation strips away the part of you that overthinks everything. It turns off the editor and lets the chaos run free. Maybe that’s why we feel so alive when we’re exhausted, because the version of us that worries about being “normal” finally gives up.
So yes, maybe The Wolfman has the moon scared, but me? I just have my kids, my coffee, and the creeping suspicion that I sent an email full of typos. And somehow, that feels like its own kind of transformation.
What about you? Do you get funnier, more emotional, or start reorganizing your entire life at 2 AM?
If you love that intersection where exhaustion meets creativity, you’ll enjoy “Keep the Circus Going Inside You” and this one about making a bad decison. Both are proof that chaos can be the most honest kind of clarity.
Join the Conversation
What does your moon see that you hope it forgets?
And when you’re too tired to care, what strange gift shows up in its place?
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