Home is where you're free

The full moon is tomorrow night, and I'm already starting to feel it. At home, I would be prowling around the house, or moonlighting in the wide open spaces of my yard (5 acres). There would probably be coyotes howling, rabbits rustling in the grass, and the ever-faithful Inky or Roxy by my side. I miss that freedom, the untainted air, bright night sky, and not having to fear anything in the dark.
Tonight I was feeling restless, so I put on my comfortable shoes (heck, I could go barefoot outside at home too) and went to prowl around the campus. It was horrible, and I'm still restless. No coyotes, rabbits, frogs, or owls broke the nonexistent silence. The night was filled with the roar of engines and music cranked too loud, the laughter of people playing tennis under too-bright lights, and the suffocating smell of garbage and cigarette smoke. The wildest creature I saw was a rabbit that was so adapted to humans it let me get within 10 feet. So I ventured further out, to the "greener" parts of the campus, it was a bit darker, but there were still no wild creatures, and there were still too many people. Everything was wrong, the sounds, the sights, even the ground beneath my feet was unforgiving concrete.
To make matters worse, on my way back I had to endure pathetic lines like "Hey, how you doing? Oh, don't walk away sad, don't be mad". I had no faithful Doberman-mix, not even a pushover cat, to cling to. I'm not free here, the wrongness of it all is like a weight around my heart, dragging me into it's polluted world. I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow, when the moon is completely full, I'd usually prowl then, too. But after tonight I don't think tame rabbits and concrete are going to sate my desire to wander in the night.
I'm going home this weekend, to goats, cats, dogs, degus, and a rabbit, in the midst of wonderfully untamed meadow and woods. So hopefully, that will sustain me for a few more weeks to come.