Friday, September 23, 2011

The Fly

I went out for my usual morning walk today, and a persistent fly attached itself to my head.  All throughout the walk the fly hovered around my head, getting into my eyes, buzzing into my ears.  I stopped several times and tried to fight the fly, waving my arms and trying to either drive it away or kill it - but to no avail.  The fly was very wily, and seemed to taunt me at my helplessness.

I started to walk faster.  The fly kept pace with me.

I was nearing the end of my 5 km walk, and the fly was still hovering around my head.  I started having visions of the fly following me into my house, and tormenting me for the rest of the day in my abode of peace, in my sanctum sanctorum.

I made a run for it.  I just started running fast.  Ran and ran.  Breathless, I stopped.  It was a long time since I had run.

The fly was no longer hovering over my head.  I had managed to outrun it.  I trudged back home, relieved, using a different route - did not want to take any chances.

I guess this was one of those problems that I was simply not equipped to fight.  In such situations it is best to just run and regain my peace.