the moon, as i was walking home, was mercilessly thin and sharp-edged, the kind of moon that you knew if you pointed to would vengefully slice your ears off immediately. i was walking home from the thai restaurant where when i went in the owner and two others greeted me by name and one took my hand. very happy with my dessert which is jackfruit, sago, agar agar and attapchee in coconut cream. i washed a horrible creature down the sink that was lurking in the dregs of tea of my teacup and then i felt very bad. i should have let it go i usually let creatures go. part fright and part irritation that it was in my cup made me run upstairs and throw everything into the sink. and even at that point, as it shuddered in the sinkhole, i could have walked out but to get it away from me i turned the tap on and down it went. i don't know why i'm making such a big deal about it - swat a mosquito, step on an ant. we do that all the time. we certainly don't worry about spraying baygon at a cockroach. and i killed a mealworm during bio lab and cut up a bunch of other things in school. but you see i think if it were a beetle or a moth or something i'd have tried to help it out. but he looked so vile, like a small wriggling centipede with lots of spidery long legs and he acted positively poisonous and nasty and i was unwilling to give it my finger to climb out. but he gave me this look as he went down that made me feel bad. i'm not a nice person.