A little bug came flying in through the window. It hoovered near my fan for a few seconds, then ZIP it get's sucked into the fan, shoots out of it and over my lap top, and lands on my desk with a tiny thud, dead.

At that same moment, my best friend told me he might have cancer.

So I could take the bug thing one way....as a timely metaphor of how fleeting life can be.

Or...I can just laugh, and be thankfull I'm not a dumb bug.

Or maybe both.