Windshield

I had an early morning visitor in my apartment yesterday. He was so big I could see him from across the room without my contacts in. I'm proud to say I didn't scream (but I did move far from him until I came up with a strategy to get him far from me.) I let him keep his life, just returned him to nature - I hope he doesn't repay my kindness by bringing friends back to party.

After removing my little friend I was off to the airport for a overnight visit to Pune, India, a great city. The entire flight, Mary Chapin Carpenter's "The Bug" kept playing over and over in my head

Sometimes your the windshield
Sometimes your the bug

Here's hoping that by sparing the bug I get a dose of good karma. Pin It

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