What does it mean when a giant insect you’ve never
ever seen before lands on your office window on your birthday and spends the
afternoon with you?
I don’t know, but I’m taking it for a sign.
What type of sign, well, that I don’t know either. But
it was a praying mantis.
Hmmm.
Critter was huge, about the length of my index finder
from the tip to just about the base.
Anyway, expect a follow-up post in a day or so
detailing the events of the past couple of days (Patch’s birthday was yesterday
and her party the day before that) and what your host did on the anniversary of
the Earth returning, for the fifty-second time, to the exact orbital position
it found itself when he took his first breath.
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