December 26, 2002
i killed a bee tonight; it was buzzing around in my room and then all of a sudden landed right next to me on the table, almost as though it had been struck out of the air by some other bee carrying more sophisticated weaponry. i knew that this was not the case, for i could not see or hear any other bee, and if it had weapons of mass destruction, surely i would know about it. i watched the bees' last movement, minutes later i felt sad for committing such an act. i then hesitantly placed the bee outside.