When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and swing...
Today, I wished I was a fruit fly. I saw one hovering, and was instantly envious. What a life, to float around, seeking sweet and sour smells. Being too small to be bothered much, and not often thought of with the negativity associated with other critters. Less ability for thought. Less experiences that make one feel sorrow, loss, frustration. But also, no potential for bliss, joy, laughter... right now, it seems worth it... just to not have the human experience of pain and disappointment. Well, one moment at a time.
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