My friend (Stefania!) gave me yellow roses at work Monday and they have cute little bugs in 'em. Since the roses are now dying, I put them on the corner of my desk to remind myself to toss 'em in the garden so the little bugs can be free and move onto their next journey.

I walked past the roses a bit ago and the simple motion made some of the rose peddles trickle to the floor.

It made me wonder what the journey down to the floor on a peddle must be like for the little green bugs. I pictured it happening in slow-motion as if the bugs surfed a peddle down the hundreds of long millimeters to the ground FAR below them. Could they hear the violent wind passing them like I heard when I jumped out of a plane at 14,000 feet? Is it anything like that for them? Can they get the elevador feeling? Do they even wonder how long the fall will take since they can't see the floor below. Did it feel like infinity because they are SO dayamn small?

There are many important things to think about in this life, and these are clearly some of them.