A fly has been circling my head for the last 15 minutes. I am the Sun and the fly is pesky little Earth. I wish I could just shoot a solar flare at the fly and turn it to a crisp. Any time you have a fly circling your head, you must call it "Earthy, the pesky fly".
That close to the sun, that tiny, and green.. for some reason I associated those all with that dot being Mercury.
Would you mind if I skip the naming the fly part and just smash it? Except.. I don't want to smash the Earth. Oh noes! You've broken my ability to reason!
I wish all flies would be sucked into a vortex or worm hole or similar. I loathe those filthy things. I couldn't suffer one buzzing around my head for more than a minute or two before I'd go Rambo on it.
