in other news though

this may sound kind of weird, but i'm going with it anyways.

Today at work, i was sitting in the lifeguard chair, and a ladybug landed on the guard tube. And usually i despise all kinds of bugs, even butterflies. But i had this idea, that i should let it crawl on my finger. So i did.

And it was amazing. i may sound like a freak when i say this, but it was just this incredible moment where i felt so much wonder, that i could have something so tiny and fragile on my hand, something so unique, and beautiful, a living, breathing creature walking gently across the abyss that was my palm. And it was just incredible, because i wasn't scared, i just felt lucky. That this ladybug would choose me to climb on, that i was the one who was lucky and facing my fears and such. And now i'm not afraid of ladybugs.

So i'm going to write a poem.

ladybug 

She crawls gently across my palm, 
conquering what she believes is a mountain. 
So sweet, 
so small, 
so gentle i feel nothing but wonder. 
I've done it. 
i've put a ladybug on my hand, and i'm not afraid. 
It's beautiful, the way i feel. 
powerful, like nothing can touch me. 
She's like a charm, 
a jewel of good luck and bravery. 

Congratulations, you've seen it. 
You've captured that feeling few people get to experience. 
something so small, and yet it's so big. 
so beautiful, like the first spring flower
gentle like a september breeze. 

I love this place where she takes me. 
and when she lifts her wings to take flight, 
i smile and can't stop. 
Thank you, 
i whisper. 
Your good luck is what saves me.