oh

there's this little insect aeroplane flying about the room in circles now. it is lost, it looks like it is just merely searching for a snug cozy place to dream tonight. just simple harmless intentions like that, but right now it's swayed about wildly by the mad air current driven by the fan. bobbing up and down, round and round, sometimes inching closer to me. it's caught in this massive tornado, crying out for help and a ground to land safely. even so, i would very much like my bed to myself, please don't land on it, please............it just did.

update: my roommate, syl, just squished it.