Do you know what this is?
This is my pathetic inability to kill living creatures. There is an approximately 2.5″ silverfish under that cup. I’m pretty sure that my willingness to try and keep it alive has in turn just forced it into a slow and painful death. That cup has been pathetically sitting there for 2 days. I keep meaning to ask Steve to move the little fella outside, but we are on opposite schedules and this bug’s life hasn’t been a priority. I feel abnormally upset about it.
So instead of thinking there is probably a dead bug under there, let’s pretend that this is actually just a book shrine. I wonder if we should let the author know that he has won the high honor of the book-on-a-cup award. Congratulations! Your writing is so inspiring that we’ve gingerly placed it atop a plastic cup! Huzzah!
I hope everyone has a weekend filled to the brim with hugs & kisses, sunshine, dog licks, and big-spoon snuggles. Keep Bug in your thoughts. RIP, Bug. It wasn’t your fault that you were terrifying looking.