Flailing

I was driving the other day and I say a squirrel that had been hit by car, but it was not dead.

The squirrel was squirming around, it had been severely injured but not killed.

It was a disturbing scene.

I felt bad for the squirrel, I can relate to it. In a different world, I am that squirrel. The symbolism was rather  gripping.

Much like the squirrel, I wish the car would’ve just put me out of my misery.

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