A bug spins a packing peanut ’round and ’round while lying on its back. Mesmerizing and just a little bit sad. Does he not realize he’s upside down? Does he think he’s walking somewhere? Or is he just whiling away the hours, bulking up, growing strong, so he might one day rise above his petty little bug problems in his petty little bug world? Is this Darwinism in action? I don’t know, man, I don’t know. But I suddenly feel pretty silly about my OWN workout routine.
(via FUCK YEAH DEMENTIA)