This is the story of a bug… who didn’t fly away like he should have. Poor guy.
Tag: traumatic
Traumatizing Drive Home
**today** My drive home from work was nice as usual. It wasn’t cold like in the morning, but not hot like it had been just a few weeks ago. I was just cruising along and noticed something at the top of my windshield flying around. I thought at first it was a leaf or something,…