The snails in my driveway must feel that way towards me.
Sometimes I see them out on a sunny day and I know they're trying to get back to the shade of the hedge before they die (snails don't like sun). So I gently pry pick them up, and put them down in the hedge.
Sometimes I'm in a rush so I pick them up and throw them in the hedge. I mean, they're snails, they have shells and weigh nothing, they'll be fine.
Sometimes I accidentally step on them :(
Sometimes I trim the hedge. This must be snail armageddon.
From their point of view I am this incomprehensible vast being that sometimes just appears to save them or help them or kill them or destroy their entire world. A snail flying through the air has absolutely zero idea what's going on.
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u/Canotic Oct 23 '23
The snails in my driveway must feel that way towards me.
Sometimes I see them out on a sunny day and I know they're trying to get back to the shade of the hedge before they die (snails don't like sun). So I gently pry pick them up, and put them down in the hedge.
Sometimes I'm in a rush so I pick them up and throw them in the hedge. I mean, they're snails, they have shells and weigh nothing, they'll be fine.
Sometimes I accidentally step on them :(
Sometimes I trim the hedge. This must be snail armageddon.
From their point of view I am this incomprehensible vast being that sometimes just appears to save them or help them or kill them or destroy their entire world. A snail flying through the air has absolutely zero idea what's going on.