Muffled Voices

tiny fishes following the ferryboat

Rule #32: Enjoy the little things -Zombieland

When you reach to the point that you can truly appreciate what you have, you will start realizing the depths of understanding you have for the Universe.

I have a vivid memory in a jetty with mama and our next-door neighbors. During a cloudy day, we'd sit on a wooden plank attached to the stilts fishing, dipping our feet in the water and waiting for scuttling crabs to join us. There are some nights we'd lay in the jetty pointing at the dark blue velvet sky, counting the stars until we were down to fifty-seven, then we'd stop. We would listen to lovers talking in muffled voices, intertwining fingers. Sometimes I still wish I had a camera back then. I guess there's no other way to relive each moment but to tickle our memory.

PS. These are pictures I took last year. Sorry if I have to recycle, I promise to keep them up-to-date on my next posts.