Feb 6, 2022
By some point I might actually be a moth. If I do that then I guess we can all agree that someone needs to go to the store and pick up bug repellent.Well my nightmare came true. I awoke this morning to discover that I had turned into a moth. I really cried. I was disturbed and saddened. I took off my pyjamas, which barely fit my new body, and flew over to the bathroom, where I took a nice shower. I cried in there as well. I worried that all seven of my wives wouldn’t love me anymore. I worried that my boss wouldn't be accepting of me, and would step on me. I moaned in pain.
Two hours later I exited the bathroom and flew out the front door, ready for the day. The mailman was walking up the street. He stared at me, then began to laugh.
“What happened to you?!”
“I find myself in the body of a moth,” I explained. “The most unlikely of probabilities has occurred.”
“You’ve got no luck!” Observed the mailman.
“That’s a fair assessment,” I sniffled. “Will you continue to deliver my mail?”
The mail man took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead. “Um, well I gotta be honest with you.”
“Go ahead,” I moaned.
“It’s not good for my reputation!” Urged the mailman, putting his hands on his chest. “It’s just not right!”
I nodded and told the mailman I understood. He bowed and walked away. I continued my flight to work.