Relentless Inquiry

When did my garden become so important that I would just take, and offer nothing in return? I am rich, compared to the snails, and I'm ashamed of myself. A few snails were in the saucers, one or two still moving. Were they suffering? So that I wouldn't have to step on them and take direct responsibility for killing them?

The saucers of Snail Death are gone. I had them out for one night on purpose, and another night because I was too tired to pick them up. I will get new saucers, and leave beer out for the snails. If they choose to drink themselves to death, at least it will be pleasant for them.

I went out tonight and hand-picked a few snails off things. I'll fight them that way, and with the beer.

It's so damn easy to lose track of who we are and what we are doing here.

I rescued a moth today that was stuck in my car. I hope I have additional chances to make up for my mistake. What the hell was I thinking?

I'm sorry.