So I was walking towards the coffee shop today at about 9:30pm. I had my computer bag over one arm and my purse, Bible, and water bottle in the other. I was just minding my own business when it happened. Something multi-legged and winged rammed into my right temple, right by my ear. Judging by the fact that I could hear wings FLAPPING — not buzzing, mind you, flapping, sounding like a bird — it was big.
Being the mature, calm, collected woman that I am, I did what any indoor-dwelling, pesticide-using, red-blooded person would do. I freaked out.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so unhindered by the weight of my computer bag before. Big heavy satchel or no big heavy satchel, I was swatting, shooing and clawing like I was carrying nothing at all. Miraculously I didn’t drop (or more like,”maniacally throw”) anything. Neither did I rip out my earring, although I was pretty close.
It was then that it hit me. Whooooaa……
Thought of any kind stopped. Motion of any kind stopped. I glazed over. Five seconds later I came back and wondered what exactly had just happened. I might have blacked out a little, but it was dark out anyway so I’m not sure. Praise the Lord I didn’t faint right there in the parking lot. That would have been embarrassing. I can just imagine waking up to a group of concerned people huddled around me, asking, “What happened? Are you all right?” and me replying, “Yeah… um, see, there was this bug…”
So the moral of the story is that if you’re fasting, try not to let bugs run into you.
Oh yeah… and also, try not to find a small red bug crawling through your hair two minutes later. That’s not fun either.