Onboard Diary

Tick

The cosmonaut breathes noisily out there in Space, inside of the spacesuit resembling a womb. A warm soft bubble that covers his extremities, and that almost transparent balloon in front of his eyes that reflects the sunny sphere.

The spaceship swings and begins its fourth orbit around the Moon hiding the giant golden circle.

The cosmonaut breathes once, twice, three more times. And holds his breath creating a silence that allows him to listen to the ticking of his watch.

Tick.

Expires. Silence.
-Happy New Year, Cosmonaut...- He says aloud.