Week 110: Receding Moons

01.12.2020 Back then I had been feeling like things were going to fall apart. I got fired that morning, and recorded this when I got at home. Funny phase in my life. I'm not bothered though. Dealt with it really quickly and got what I needed out of it. Had a job for two months, really close to home, met some nice people, a girl, improved my languages, my words, did some good reading, ate well, saw how a company like that is doing what it's doing, wrote some nice things afterwards, and I'll be making a salary in December without having to work for one. So that means I have time to write, balance myself and bring things together for the next phase of my life, whatever that's going to be. Insecurity is such a bitch though, people need to understand, and heal. All the best to everyone. The moon was receding, from it's fullest to its softest form. And I was paying attention to that. "It's a receding moon." "The moon's receding." "The moon's receding." And I'm still here, like it will always be, until it's not. The moon and the mind. The moon and the mind. *Sorry for the audio, was using a wire extension for my phone that I won't be using anymore.