Red

True story.

I looked out the window at a blood-red moon as the airplane landed in Chicago O'Hare. I looked away and back again. Still red. I thought to myself: "Red??? I've never seen a red moon. Yellow, yes. White, yes. But red? What's up with that?" I got out of the airport and into a cab and looked up again. It was the same lightly yellow American cheese color that it usually is. Had my eyes been deceived? Was there some special filter in the airplane's windows?

Or was it an omen and, if so, of what?