“Sunday, May 18, 2008

Bugs are wild.

I try to think about them and they boggle my mind.
I wonder if they think.
Can they think?
What do they think about?
What do they do when it rains?
I always find them in near death situations.
Lady bugs drowning in standing water.
Moving there little black shiny arms and legs about franticly.
I pick them out of the water after several attempts at doing so.
My hands are just too big.
Too big and not gentle enough.
Sometimes I hurt them I think, but I don’t mean to.
My hands are just too big.”

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