Sometimes, Even a fly needs a little respect.

My back hurts and my neck is crimped & cramped. Why?? I decided to chase a fly around my house. He has been here for almost 24 hours. I was certain that with the right amount of speed and trickery I could swat it and kill it. Oh not this fly. This fly had a little something to proove. He was what I call a "street fly". My other fly category is "big fat horse fly". The latter are the bigger slower type that strike me as a little dumb, just off the farm in a country bumpkin sorta way. The kind of fly when I humanize, I feel far superior to (which I realize is slightly pathetic because after all, it's just a fly). The street fly...well he is another story. I picture him being so super fast, because he lives aptly enough...... on the streets. As you know, its a tough world. You can't survive the mean streets if your not quick on your feet. Other flies will take advantage of you. Also, since this fly is a street fly, I picture that he does drugs. In fact, I think he does speed. This is why I can't catch him. Nary a fly swatter nor an old People magazine could manage to do the trick. So I temporarily gave up, figured I would let him fly around and get tired. Well he must have done a hit right before coming over because he was not only not slowing down, he was acting erratic and quite frankly challenging me to a fight. Sitting at the computer, he did not one, not two, but three drive bys. It was sorta like in the movie Top Gun when Maverick decided to buzz the tower without permission. I too spilled my drink when speed fly buzzed my ear on attempt 3. Unlike Maverick, this fly is neither cute nor charming and in no way was I going to tolerate it any longer. I rearmed myself with the swatter and the chase continued. Sadly, I admit, I still could not catch him. In a moment of calm and what I know consider my moment as the Fly Whisperer, I said out loud, "Fly I'm going to open this door, and you are going to leave." Two seconds later....he did. Poof, right out the front door. So why write about this fly? This silly event? Well, it occured to me that sometimes all Gods creatures, big and small, gross & nasty or not.... just need to be given a little respect. As soon as I gave the fly the chance to do what flies naturally do....he flew.

If we all gave each other credit for the things we are capable of instead of assuming the worst, we might get somewhere. If we all took a second longer with each other to do the nicer thing instead of the easier thing, if we valued morals over money, or maybe even just decided to let each other just be ourselves without always thinking our way is a better or more correct way of living, we might learn something along the way. Perhaps the greatest thing we have to over come is our ability to doubt ourselves and criticize internally about what we have done in the past and why we are not further into our own future. When we remove our own restrcitions is when we can ourselves can........FLY. So today I'm going to appreciate me for who I am and enjoy my haves instead of have nots. Buzz Buzz Flitter Flitter Flap.