But I digress.
(Sometimes I like to digress just so I can say the word. As Peter Pan would say, "Oh the cleverness of me!")
Today as I was cleaning the room I found a little dead moth. It had drowned in the leftovers of this morning’s yogurt. If it were a spider, well, I’m a bit judgmental when it comes to that race of creepy crawlys.
Being a moth and not a spider, I was sad that I didn’t get to rescue the furry thing. Why do people smash them?
I have always had a soft spot for moths. (among many other critters)
The way I see it, moths are just misunderstood butterflies.
Too bad I have trouble adopting this sort of compassion for the majority of human moths in my life.
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haha i love you.
ReplyDeletewe're such cute roommates :)
you can help me have compassion towards furry little insects, and I can help you with "human moths".
match made in heaven, yes indeed :)
Both moths have their ups and downs.
ReplyDeleteAlso, your wording does sound quite clever and witty today. Oh the cleverness of ye.
Also, I posted that under the wrong blogger.
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