By its ill judgment, a cockroach climbed over and trapped itself inside a small glass cup. I thought a while whether to empty it into the sink or throw it outside. Instead I filled the cup with just enough water so that it'll be thrashing in tiptoe trying not to drown. It struggled helplessly. Finally after brushing my teeth, the cockroach was afloat, unmoving.
Isn't it wonderfully self-righteous to inflict upon others the same misery you are afflicted with? The world will better understand you when it suffers your agony and distress. Loved ones will suffice when the world can't be bothered.