(from a week ago)

Ya know those clouds of mosquito-like (are they actually mosquitoes? I’m not sure–they look it, but I’ve never been bitten by one of them) bugs that slowly migrate around on cool spring and summer evenings?

A moment ago I was just nearly hit–or rather engulfed–by one, and promptly began to wonder. What a crazy and unpredictable thing that cloud is. It’s nuts. Then I thought about planet earth; wow.

It’s mind-blowing. You and I are tiny parts of an infinitely more  crazy/beautiful/unpredictable process than those bug clouds. You and I can laugh, cry, learn, love, hurt, heal, and be.

I’m not sure what to think about this. All I think at the moment is that it’s great. It is truly great.