It’s 1:24 here in Germany right now… I saw a cute little silverfish on my floor. So i took a glass, paper and catched it without harming it. I put it on my desk to take a quick look at it and then release the poor fellow and somehow i must have lifted the glass and crushed him…
I can still feel the guilt running in shivers through me as im writing this. It’s horrible…
Who knows how many of his 8 possible years he already had behind him. Maybe not even a year?
Im so sorry…
