Focus in on me.
I am tiny, I am colorful, and I am standing on a small patch of grass, which to me looks like a never-ending wide open field.
In this scenario, I am a bug, and you, the onlooker, are me too, which makes you a bug as well.
I am rolling on a ball in this world for infinity.
<3<3<3
(I wrote this on the bench in the alley outside of work during my break. As soon as I clicked that closing period, my boss approached me and fired me.)
(He wasn't fucking with it.)