this morning #758.

this morning, there were still a few fireflies out from the previous night, bulbous bugs fluttering across my path as i made my way across the campsite to the outhouse. once my eyes adjusted to the dusk, i saw the way that they were randomly dispersed across the hazy sky before me. a quick blink & fade out right in front of me. the same to my left & then in spurts all across the landscape. it was clearly some form of communication that was way beyond my comprehension. by the time i re-emerged from the outhouse, the sun had risen & shooed them all away. as i went about my day, they stuck in my thoughts. if i was lucky, maybe one day i’d connect with other humans in such a cool way.