this morning i was eating a banana. a flying bug thing flew close, intrigued. i watched it. i watched it come closer.
SMACK, and its life was no more.
i felt moderately bad about it afterwards.
i mean, there it was, maybe just being curious about something. and all of a sudden, its life ended.
and then i thought, what if that were us? what if we're like these bugs, just gettin' on like we are. trying to do well in bug school, trying to get your boyfriend's bug friends to like you, making bug money, chillin' on the neighborhood banana. and then one day, out of the blue, unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye---