i watched a bug die tonight. i didn't kill it. i don't think i did anyway.
he flew right between me and my computer screen and he just sort of sputtered out. it looked like the engines died and he crash landed right by my keyboard. his legs were working for a bit after that. but they weren't accomplishing much. then the legs gave up. but they would shoot back into a frenzy for brief half-second intervals for around another minute.
then he just stopped.
i felt sorry for the little guy. but i suppose it was just his time to go. but still. the leg movement indicated that maybe he wasn't ready. i stopped what i was doing and doodled how i felt about it.