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I Knew It

I've been freaked out for days since I saw the 999 parking there, in the sacred place where all the two P means P not R. 

Not until that day, I waited for the green light, a M111PP BMW passed by. So straight forward, in case my overthinking took over the original meaning it wanted to deliver to me. As I continue walking on the streets, I randomly glanced at some 222, then a H444OK.

Thay day in the afternoon, a lovely pink horizon was behind the bare trees. The -1°C air cleansed my lungs. All the noise from a busy road was mute. I looked up to that pink for some seconds. I didn't feel cold. You can call it sunset. But there's a p in pink as well, isn't it?

At night, a sunflower-yellow crescent moon was in the dark sky, unbelievable big, like a half of cheddar cheese wheel. I bursted into laughter. Ah, moon it's you, showing up right ahead of me, to check how I was doing. I know, I know you're still there. I'm alright. I'm gathering my strength to learn to walk steadily and long this time.

I wanted to take a photo of that moon and ask you to guess what was it. But I don't want the no-reply ruin the moment, so I've sent it and helped you reply to me in the scenario in my mind, where nobody saw, nobody knew.

999, so what? Just the prelude to 111.

That day is 19.

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