Every day I would usually arrive in my house late at night. From my bus stop to my house, there is this steep small hill around 20 meters in height. There are no lights there, and there are some bushes blocking the way so it's hard to pave my way to my house. Thankfully for me, I'm living in the middle of nowhere!
When the sky is clear, moonlight is all it takes to lighten that dark path so I can evade the bushes. Tonight there was not any moon, seems because yesterday was a full moon. The path was a bit dark, but I realise there were a lot of stars on the sky. Those little beautiful things sparkle and gave me a bit of vision through my path, although not as bright as the moon.
The stars reminded me of the moon, how it usually shines my path back home cozily. But some nights aren't as good, during snow or rain the clouds would linger and block any light. I usually would then take another route rather than get my shoes all muddy and wet going through the hill. So during the nights the moon was shining, I always felt thankful.
For the past days and weeks, the moon hasn't showed herself. I can still get myself home, but it takes more effort than it usually is. Things are still going on and research are going to a bit of a good direction, still there's this unease that I can't get off my chest. At times the sun would shine and joy would return. Many times, in fact that happens. But during the nights, I always wished the moon was there. Thankfully for me, I have a lot of stars during these moonless night, looking at them while dozing off seemed to calm my unease even for a little while. I hope to just fly off to space and land there for once, but the distance is of course, can't be overcame that easy. I miss the moon.
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