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Note: Today, I wrote more than 750 words on the topic of rain and worms. Pretty much describes my mindset for today, truthfully, bleary and wet.
Anyways, here it is, enjoy...
Worms - December 7
Anyways, here it is, enjoy...
Worms - December 7
I believe that Maroon 5 never actually stood out in the pouring rain for any duration of time, even to look for a beautiful girl with a broken smile. Okay, I know that they're only lyrics, but how sad!
I really was hoping that they had experienced it or something.
It's pouring like crazy today and I had the lucky experience, cough cough, of standing out in the rain for almost half an hour as I waited for the public bus. Bleh. It wasn't that fun.
I observed a worm for about ten minutes, and man, worms are the slowest moving things ever. Even more than turtles, cause when a worm moves, depending on the length of the worm, it doesn't even actually move its entire body immediately! It was actually pretty gross.
Since it rained for pretty much the whole day, all these worms came out. I saw a dead worm that looked like someone had stepped on it, and next to it was like another worm and it was so slow.
The worm that I was looking at wasn't too slow, but it was freaking long. I wanted to look at it cause it was climbing down the side of the curb, and it was headed for the rush of water that flows downhill, and I was wondering if it would be swept away. I know, kinda cruel, but I was curious!
And so I watched. And watched. And watched. The worm got really close to the stream of water, but as it went and reached its head into the water, it like shrank back. I guess it didn't like the friction of the fast moving water or something. And like, a quarter of its body was almost upright on the curb, even though it was on the side and its head was on the bottom. Ugh.
After like four or five times of reaching its head into the water and curling back, it tried to move along the curb, against the direction of the water. And slowly and slowly and slowly and so slowly (gosh it was freaking slow) it moved up and its body was almost like parallel to the flowing water.
I wonder if worms are blind, because this one must have been really dumb if it wasn't. It kept facing the water, going into it, and then pulling back out. Well, anyways, it did that for like ten minutes or so, and when its body finally became parallel to the water levels, its tail got immersed into the water. And obviously, with the rain and the movement and the pull, it must have been hard to stay where it was. But the worm kept moving forward, against the movement of the water, until accidentally (probably, hopefully, preferably, or else it would have been the dumbest and longest and slowest worm that I've seen), it poked its head back into the water.
And keep in mind, less than a... fifth, I guess, of the worm's body was actually in the water, the middle was stuck to the side of the curb.
But the flow must have been too strong, cause it dropped off the curb and into the water.
I had to absolute joy of observing it and watching it float away in the water like a piece of forgotten string.
And you know, it wouldn't have been absolutely disgusting, except for the fact that umm... I knew that it was a worm. And it was moving, trying to get out. And I watched it float for like ten or more feet until it disappeared. And I could see it so clearly cause the pink of its body (ugh, disgusting, might I say), contrasted so sharply with the black and the grey of the cement or concrete or whatever the road was made out of.
It was pretty gross.
Almost as gross as seeing the worm climb down the curb, and seeing its little head, blood filled and redder than the middle of its body, curling up and away and towards and ugh what am I even saying.
Worms are gross, I learned that today.
Because of today's experiences, I am going to doubt whenever there is water in a curb, and I see a piece of what seems to be string, floating down.
Cause like, even though worms are gross, I felt sick by the thought that either the worm was gonna drown soon in the small shallow curbside water, or that it would die trying to get out of the sewers.
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