dimmed monitor

11:40 pm, february 12.
lights are out - except for the light posts outside.....
everybody's given up to the call of the night...
almost.
in one corner of a bedroom a young lad tossed and turned round his bed.
after worthless efforts of trying to sleep, he shook his head and got up...
then went straight to the door, quietly turning the knob...
and quickly turned on the monitor of the computer.
man, he was real silent.
the nanny sleeping on the couch didn't notice.
no one did.
this guy's real smart, anyway.
he covered all the switch lights, so as no once would notice that the machine's turned on.
he then adjusted the monitor contrast, to a very dim light.
very smart, indeed.
mind you, this guy's hampered by anemia, an iron deficiency mainly due to lack of sleep..
so he's an insomniac too. but he keeps on doing it.
he used to wear a pair of glasses, but this time he didn't.
and still, nobody ever noticed.
seconds later, he was chatting with someone.
typing very silently, but very quick.
moments later, fatigue started to settle in,
and tears started to well up his eyes..
but he wouldn't sleep.
naturally, things started to get shaky....
and so he asked his friend over the program:
"lumilindol ba?"
of course, she told the frail guy that he needs sleep.
he actually does, judging on his eyebag marks...
but he didn't care a bit; there was something special in his 'friend' that he can't put his eyes off the screen.
the computer clock read: 12:00 am.
the guy was now enjoying a pack of chips delight, the girl over the other end, refrigerated mangoes.
and they were both wide awake again.
but the lad suddenly froze with fear - something was moving.
or so he thought.
"may mumu dyan sa inyo..." said her friend, apparently amused.
well, this guy suddenly chuckled; he was slightly nervous.
yet he kept going on.
three hours later, the friendly girl checked out.
so she still sleeps once in a while. the guy slid back to his chair.
without anything else to do, he shut the thing down.
yet he seemed to enjoy all this a lot.
about a month later....
the young kid still does the thing...
waking up to the wee hours of night to midnight transition.. barely dozing.....
waiting for someone to log in...
wanting to talk to her....
maybe not that badly....
but still holding on, and hoping that...
by chance, sometime, she will be there....