I know this sounds totally morbid but I really wondered if someone close to me died recently without me realising. You see, it all started with a visit from a moth a couple of days ago. Strangely enough, despite being in a huge bedroom, the moth was just circling around my bed. Even stranger was that the moth (well, at this point, I'm not sure if it's the same one coz I'm not a moth, so I can't really tell) returned last night, circling around my bed, again.
Now, here's the thing: I remember an old Chinese myth about how the dead would transmorgrify into a moth and visit a loved one before leaving the world in peace. And my moth? Not once but twice within a week! Gosh, he must have loved me! How spooky is that?!!
Okay, here's another thing: I don't like people dying. Yes, death is a part of life (haa...ironical isn't it?) but I just don't like it. I hate hospitals and I'm totally freaked when it comes to wakes and funerals. Ask me to go near a coffin, and I swear I'd rather be the one lying in there (no, just kidding!). And now, I'm going psycho trying to figure out who it might be, if the myth were true. Any idea?
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