I miss the sight of fireflies, hearing the chirping of crickets at night, and the buzz of bees in the day because some over vigilant bug hater decided to pump out gallons of pesticides if a single beetle is spotted anywhere near their abode. Bugs are dying out fast and it's the terrible ones that are outlasting the charismatic ones
got really enthused about a video essay about architecture, paused for a moment to think, and then briefly wondered how I'm not just drowning in adoring fans at all times