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on a lighter note, and midges.
I watched a show about midges. What a strange life. Laid as eggs, they float to the bottom of the lake, hatch, burrow into the mud and wait for the perfect temprerature to arrive then surface ten days after that. They fly around and mate as adults for four or five days die and fall into the lake as fish food. I should have been a midge considering the happiest, most oblivious time of my life was pre-adulthood, and five days of wild, judgement free sex, then feeding the fishes? Perfect!