I always wanted a butterfly to land on me, as if that would make me not a princess, but almost a fairy. haha

One night a moth flew over my head and I covered myself with the blanket and kept watching to see if it was going to leave the room. I felt like a hypocrite.

Later, when I was pregnant with my daughter, a green butterfly landed on my head and I was overjoyed. But I was a little scared too, I confess.

This year a moth landed on my hand. It was small, but I wasn't scared at all. I just watched and was happy for our encounter.

https://image.nostr.build/f4a608400b13045af227c3286e85d4bfbf739de66f2af6ec1484734f6dbd629c.jpg
 https://image.nostr.build/630460c040dea87313c42a34892905ddff8e0ab819bf0530ee6766f83f8f7ede.jpg 

 Lovely. 
I tried to snap a picture but I scared mine off.
It is funny how some insects we find repulsive and some seem magical.  

 Some eat your brains and some inertly present beauty. 

 I can get behind hating the brain eating ones but it's what people do and don't find beautiful that is interesting.