Eggs or poop.
Oct. 24th, 2012 08:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serafina20I want to peel the skin off my left forearm. It's been super sensitive for some reason and my clothes are irritating it. But I'm cold and need to wear sleeves. Being skinless would be so much easier.
Headspace I got into today:
I had to stay late at school today (I traded being on the Sunshine Committee, which makes me feel like crap, for School Site Council, where I stay late once a week for a meeting. So far, I very much do not regret it.:) Anyway, I was staying late, so I popped off to Starbucks for a hot chocolate and reading break. When I got to my car, there was some kind of insect on the windshield. I figured it would drive off, but it didn't. And, while I was driving, it deposited some kind of little green balls on the windshield. At first I figured it was pooping, but then I wondered if it was laying eggs. And then I got upset that it was laying eggs on my windshield where they would get killed. And then I almost started crying because here this poor insect was, thinking my car was some safe place for its babies and it had no idea that they were going to die and it was probably going to die, too, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Then I realized I was crying over a bug. And it flew away, so I forced myself to forget the egg/poop.
I hope it was poop.
Headspace I got into today:
I had to stay late at school today (I traded being on the Sunshine Committee, which makes me feel like crap, for School Site Council, where I stay late once a week for a meeting. So far, I very much do not regret it.:) Anyway, I was staying late, so I popped off to Starbucks for a hot chocolate and reading break. When I got to my car, there was some kind of insect on the windshield. I figured it would drive off, but it didn't. And, while I was driving, it deposited some kind of little green balls on the windshield. At first I figured it was pooping, but then I wondered if it was laying eggs. And then I got upset that it was laying eggs on my windshield where they would get killed. And then I almost started crying because here this poor insect was, thinking my car was some safe place for its babies and it had no idea that they were going to die and it was probably going to die, too, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Then I realized I was crying over a bug. And it flew away, so I forced myself to forget the egg/poop.
I hope it was poop.
