This sudden change in my mood today is not the result of typhoon Frank, who bid my ass goodbye and the M/V Princess of the Stars - whose gigantic state exploded into stardust unto the liquid space. This is nor due to Ces Drilon’s freedom that spurred the entire humanity whether she was raped and if the ransom bills were enough to clothe and hide the mastermind (that is if he got the entire five million fortune).

This is all due to muteness of those words I electronically received. The words that make up the sentence of constructive degradation are so louder than when uttered and expressed with strong feelings. Those words of bewilderment broke my heart and my egoistic self.

I know this feeling is fleeting.