I spotted this squished bug beside my car the other day. Even though it was clearly dead, I still thought it was pretty. I mean, look at all those tiny hairs on its back. Nature, you know?

 

It got me thinking about how sometimes we feel like that bug. And how other times, we feel like a windshield. And then I went on to think about the science of squished bugs and windshields, and how – technically – the bug explodes just before making contact with the windshield. So, with that in mind, should we also sometimes feel like the powerful air?

 

I don’t know where this is going. But I do know that when Mister reads this, he’ll be thinking, “Of course you don’t know, ’cause you’re a girl and this is science…” He’s not a sexist or anything, we just happen to share a twisted sense of humor, y’all.

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