When a day has been good, I feel like I can do anything. Today is one of those days, and maybe--just maybe--I might possibly stay in this world just a little bit longer.
My cousin dragged me to what they would call a staycation, and there I sat at the lobby while she did the checking in stuff. Bored out of my wits, when I spotted a butterfly on the other side of the doors.
It tried to fly and only kept crashing into the glass ahead, and I watched it do so for a while before deciding that okay, I can wander off for a while, nobody will notice. I need to help this beautiful but kinda dumb insect.
At first she didn't trust me that much, refusing to climb onto my finger and just flapping her wings like crazy, only to crash into the glass again. In the end I just forced my finger under her legs and that's when she decided to go with me, just a bit reluctantly. (I swear I could see it on her face)
I was a girl who kneeled down beside those large bell thingy they use to carry luggage, just to pick up an insect. Little thing eventually didn't even protest, obediently staying on my index finger, while I walked towards the outside garden. One of the bellboys exclaimed, "You've got a butterfly!"
In the end, she didn't want to get off my finger. Her face was tilted towards me, and I swear she was looking at me with some kind of sadness and gratitude, all at once. So now I'm a butterfly whisperer aren't I?
Finally she lifted herself off my hand, continued to fly around me for a bit. And I giggled like a fucking Disney princess with her stupid animals, before she finally flew away and I walked back to the sad old boring lobby.
But honestly, meeting that butterfly melted my head a little. I live in a world where an insect thugs at my heart more than a human would. I think I'm gonna stay in here for a little while more, but just for the butterflies.
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