I lay quietly in the dark, I wonder many things. Very few coherent thoughts travel through my mind.
We make fun of the fruit fly for its meager existence, so the universe mocks us for our narrow mindedness.
If the fruit fly fulfills its duty in such a small time, yet you have accomplished nothing by the time your life is a fourth of the way to its end, maybe the fruit fly is much greater than it appears to be.
Perhaps, you should learn from the fruit fly, and live each day to the fullest because there is no telling which one will be your last.
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Surprises come up every day.
Like a race seeming shorter than it was. Perhaps life is a race, and we are all just waiting to see the finish line.
-Flame-