I found close to a dozen ladybugs going about their business, two were even fornicating, in this barren waste land of an unintentional rock garden.
Why? Wouldn't a ladybug prefer a real garden with flowers and grass? I mean this area is just an abandoned parking lot. I started thinking that if a ladybug can flourish here, maybe I can flourish in a place that isn't really suited to me.
I also thought, although a bit cliche - that beauty truly can be found in unexpected places.
And lastly I thought, these ladybugs do have wings in which to fly away from this barren place, why don't they find a more suitable environment?
Do I have wings to do the same?
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