The literal translation is moon of honey. I like it because I love both words. Luna + miel.
I've found myself a bit irritated, a bit tired, and a bit annoyed of everything lately.
(No it's not that time of month...) I think it's because the honeymoon phase has passed.
The ethereal 5 week honeymoon phase I had with Mexico City, with my internship, with new people...
and now reality hits.
I know that no one can fill the void that I feel right now.
It's just a matter of time - and once I get over this post-honeymoon anti-glow, things will be okay.
Or just more clear.
Today I read a quote by Samuel Lover:
"Come live in my heart, and pay no rent."