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I was just sitting for a while in the spring sun. A tiny bee landed on the edge of my shirt sleeve. I think it was a baby bee. I was sitting there looking at it but after a while I got scared to be stung and started to slowly turn my arm to see if it was in a position to do that. I didn't want it to fly away but of course it did. I wanted to sit there together with my new baby bee friend in the sun but stupid and pointless fear made me ruin it.
I could have decided to just trust the small bee-ing and enjoy the moment, but no.
This made me a bit sad :/
I could have decided to just trust the small bee-ing and enjoy the moment, but no.
This made me a bit sad :/