I did not see the sunset today. Not because it rained nor the sun shied away.
I was consumed with my daily labor. The one that takes up most of our time and most of our lives. Hence the dusk, as I stepped out of the office.
But not seeing the sunset doesn’t mean the day did not end well. Beauty does not always mean gold or reddish yellow or orange. It can also mean blue and gray.
I walked under that early evening sky that was grayish blue stripped with clouds of darker gray. Some silver sparkles were joined by red and gold and some green blurry dots. These aren’t stars but city lights brought about by sky scrapers that seemed almost apart of the night sky.
The sky on this part of the world isnt starry. No, it isn’t, really.
But these little silvery sparkles and blurry dots fill in what the sky lacks. They keep the moon company all night long and they keep the city alive, as if it never sleeps.
As if, it never sleeps.
Nag-OT lang ako andami ko ng arte
Sinusulat ito habang nagugutom sa biyahe at iniisip kung luto na kaya ang pritong galunggong pagdating ko sa bahay. Pero hindi pa pala. Frozen pa.