like the bug inside the windshield

there are these days where you just feel like the bug inside the window, who keeps trying to fly outside, but keeps hitting the window, untill he or she (is a bug a she?) knocks her/himself out….

its like this line from this song i liked, when i heard it in it’s countryversion, but got all jaded about, when i found out it was by the dire straits:
sometimes you’re the windshield, sometimes you’re the bug…

well today i am a the bug,
on the inside,
wanting out,
and just not smart enough to notice the open window just a little to the side

About Jan Zuppinger

Jan Zuppinger has been writing this blog since 2002. He likes to grow vegetables. He likes to eat them too. He has opinions on everything, but sadly no one cares. Jan Zuppinger is not joking, just joking, he is joking, just joking, he's not joking. *click.