Alone?
I get so sad everyday. I am more sad today than I was yesterday. The little things in life that go unnoticed by most, hurt me in a way that they probably shouldn't. The loss of a life, no matter how small, seems pointless and preventable. But, life doesn't work that way. Nature doesn't work that way. I drive down the road, bugs splattering on the windshield, wondering if they think like I do, like humans do. What would the last thought of creature have been? Why do we care so little for the lives of the not so cute creatures? I'm not talking about Mosquitos or cock roaches or maggots. I mean grasshoppers, crickets, worms, slugs and snails, frogs and snakes; the creatures you wouldn't want to cuddle with. It seems to me that it's because no matter how hard you might try, you won't be able to form a bond with these creatures. They won't love you back or be loyal to you the way a cat or a dog would. They can't wag their tail or purr to show satisfaction or happiness. There is also (as Q states) the aforementioned cuddle factor. If you can't hug it, it's no fun or just plain creepy. They have no personality. But, despite all of that, I still feel horrible seeing their bodies scattered about. Worms dried in the sun, slugs squashed on the ground, crickets missing limbs, not able to jump.
And there's nothin I can do about.
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