Day Four. Part Three.
It was a warm night, dark, and moonless. There were fireflies flickering intermittently, ini baru kedua kalinya aku liat kunang-kunang seumur hidupku.
It seemed as if the lightning bugs were talking, in a perfect call and response of flash and counterflash.
The thing about tonight is, it makes me realize that in the middle of my journey, I've lost a bit of myself . I do not know where I am or where I'm heading. Until today *and there comes the fireflies* I keep on looking for directions, seek for guidance, and if I'm lucky, I will find it without too much time lost. Or if I'm truly lucky, I will gain my whole self back, with an ounce of wisdom on top. Aamiin.
*photo by someone on the internet.