the same butterfly. i know it because it has the same colour, shape and size.
this time however it didn’t circled the room as it did last night. it just flew around the ceiling corner clumsily as if it’s going to die. then it rested on the wall. my room mate did notice it this time. he stared at it for a couple of minutes then went towards it to watch closely … i bet he’s fascinated by it as well.
today i didn’t get any visitor. nobody died too.
so i guess the superstition about flying butterfly at night is not true.