How To Kiss A Butterfly: A Night Filled with Silence

That fateful night...
...when the noisy streets of Manila lay silent after Election Day.

Its past 2am, I stare at the window while I sit on the upper bunk bed -- my younger brother, now sleeping below me); his dog, Bran, a shitzu, half-awake somewhere in the room -- as the dead silence should've set me to sleep, moreover the time (for its way past my bedtime LOL) but I'm not sleepy yet.

Into the darkness, I comfortably lurched on one side of the bed, writing this, as I hold my ever handy Nokia cellphone, pointing its flashlight where it needed be.

But my mind, like the darkness is undecipherable and blank.

Maybe I should wait till the sun rises. And maybe at that moment, my mind's cleared up and I shall be able to fill it with new wordings to tell.

Have a good day ahead! ! !

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