This is sort of an unplanned Part 2 to my last post “caring is a flaw”
Today I was supposed to meet with banks and lawyers and other seemingly important people, but instead I spent the whole morning rescuing ladybugs that were trapped at the window. 14 or 15 of them… it’s a lot harder than you’d think.
The world will never give a damn about those 14 or 15 insects, but that’s exactly why I saved them. To spite this unjust, unfair, crappy world. I imagined myself as one of those bugs, stuck at a glass window slowly dying while nobody cared.
I don’t believe in any god or superhero that will save me the same way. I’ve accepted the fact that I’m dying at my window without any cosmic help. But just for laughs… just to prove that there is a god (even if it’s just a god of ladybugs) I thought I’d make a difference to 14 or 15 lives that will never never matter.