There is something exhilarating about standing outside bathing in the light of the moon and feeling the freedom to howl at the moon.
I have actually done that a few times in my life. Not high on anything. Just high on life or at least high on the prospect of something in my future. And wanting to let it out. The sound coming from deep inside, escaping into the night.
There are books with the title "Howling At The Moon", one is actually an autobiography, and there are many folklorical and mythological stories about werewolves who howl at a full moon. I just like the idea of allowing myself the freedom to act spontaneously. Nothing to do with werewolves.
One of my favorite movies is Moonstruck, an easy going romantic comedy starring Cher and Nicolas Cage. In the movie, Cher's character lives with her parents and her grandfather; a charming Italian family. The grandfather has several dogs and he takes the dogs outside at night for walks and encourages the dogs to howl at the moon. Each time the grandfather and the dogs are shown doing their nightly ritual, I want to do the same thing. I have met other people who have liked the movie as much as I do, and they always mention howling at the moon as a major part of the movie.
Sometimes allowing the kid to come out and play is a good thing. I like the kid in me and I also like the adventure I call my life.