ON THIS HARVEST MOON

Aastha Shrestha
Aug 8, 2017 · 1 min read

As I sit here, trying to clear my head off everything unusual, the sky turns from red to dusky to scary dark...
The only constant light in the sky is the bright thing not twinkling just staring back, lost among the ghostly clouds... A distant planet, as the eyes of a curious child would see..

Flashes of lightnings always had a charm, a flash of hope in the darkest of hours. I am not sad, why would I be? Sometimes it is just that you dont feel like yourself... May be I don't fit in my own shoes right now...

Something just isn't perfect and I have no idea what that really is.. May be it is nothing but this habit of discontent and negativity I developed these years... I remember being the most optimistic person I knew...

I have to change situations, more so in my head...

I love myself
Enough to let go of toxic people
To smile at the girl in the mirror.
To find joy in lil things
To let go of envy
To work harder
And to love those more,who try so hard to put a smile on these lips..

Now the stars are all shining bright..
The clouds are at bay

As I let go of worries and try to be enough for myself...
Neil young sings, "Harvest moon" softly......