I speak to houseflies.
I warn them that they only have three days in this world. Three days before death. I warn them that they need to make the most of the little time they have.
I'm fairly emphatic about it.
I urge these tiny creatures to seek out new horizons. Find interesting spots to land. See all that they can see before it's too late.
I've been doing this for years with greater regularity than you might imagine.
I offer this advice aloud if it's just me and the fly, but on Friday, a friend caught me doing so at the end of the work day. It made me realize that I do a lot of possibly odd but perhaps more normal than I realize things that I have never spoken of or written about before.
So I'm making a list.
I'll share items off my list every now and again.
Unless it turns out that I really, really shouldn't.