Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

There was a quarter moon hanging low in the sky last night. My thoughts and my heart were indicative of the time and the view, which was pretty and sad at the same time.I am amazed at the world’s beauty and how the prettiness of a low-hanging moon appears to be a gift, like a sight for sore eyes, and a present to remind me that nothing is so ugly or so desparate.The moon and the seasons are not an enemy, only changing, and they are only reminders that we need to notice the good things that life can show us. The yellowish part of the moon had been spun upside down and the rest was the upper part, which was more like a shadowy outline of the heavenly body.Beautiful. At the same time, I found myself in another one of my emotional quandaries. This happens enough. I am sure.Or maybe this happens all too often. I am sure of this as well.but then again and after all; I am human.Or, so I hope. I was driving, which is a good time for me to vent of hear music and scream or if the needs be, I…