I tried to make sense of this piece but none comes out from my jelly. So I stopped typing, went to watch TV, glanced at my PC desk, went back to stare at the monitor, went to the bathroom, watched TV, back to my PC desk... Ahhh, this is pathetic.
You see, I don’t wanna write about cockroaches! I mean, duhhh...as if I have nothing else better to do...I got my laundry waiting, dishes to wash, house to clean.
But here I am typing anyhow, and I can see these bugs rejoicing. They triumph...against my will, take a space in my blog. Gosh, I hate it.
But I can not hate these tiny, dark, clawy, antennaed creatures. That would be an inappropriate description. Hatred has no space in my heart filled with terror. Yes, terror! Cockroaches terrify the hell out of me more than any other legged bugs. Spideys come next. But this space is for cockroaches, so let it be an exclusive tribute to their repugnance.
These bugs are as horrifying as they are revolting. I mean, seriously. They come out from almost everywhere, from crevices big and small. They can walk in the dark. In fact, I think they throw a party when the lights are off. And one more thing, while rodents like mice, scurry away once they detect your presence, these creatures don’t. Instead they come running to your direction. They have the freaking balls to challenge an intelligent primate like me. What do they really know? Yes, I am being condescending and much more.
But what really scares me the most is when they use their wings. I mean, they can climb the wall, the ceiling, latch themselves on almost anything without any issues with gravity. Why on earth can they fly? As if their monstrosity is not enough with their icky claws, they can glide and strike you too from up above. I mean, seriously.
I heard from someone that when these insects fly, they are on a mating period or displaying their sexual urges or something like that. I have no scientific basis for that and I refuse to waste yet another time and do research on these bugs. But if that were true, do these insects seriously think I’m a potential mate? Do I look like I belong to their abominable kingdom? Why are they up there crashing me?
These insects have too much power over me. They can send me off to the highest place I can climb, they can make me run, hide and scream. And no human being has ever made me so. So some people know this very well, that if they want to plug down my guard, they’d just throw me a cockroach cadaver and that would be enough to send me to the psycho ward, all my defenses vanished.
I mean, I have tried psyching myself with my dominance as the superior specie. But once they up their antennae and they start sprinting, I just go loco looking for my convenient retreat.
And having an OCD, I have tried to make my place as clean as possible and leave no spot for these creatures. So you see, I am trying to deal with my horror and avoid encounters with them as much as I can.
But once in a while, they just instinctively find their way to me...including this most private blog space of mine.
