I just put a beetle out of its misery. It was half dead. I was sweeping the floor and didn't want to sweep up a half alive beetle. After I killed the beetle, I thought about whether or not the beetle had feared death. If I was to guess, I would say that the beetle didn't fear death.
I think maybe that's the main difference between humans and other sentient beings besides our appearance. Humans fear death. I think that maybe we evolved because of our fear of death. I think maybe our technology has advanced because of our fear of death.
Some guy just came in and asked if we had any little glass roses. We do not have any little glass roses. Then he asked me if I knew a place that sells little glass roses, repeating the words, "little glass roses," a second time. I said, "No."
I have no idea where they sell little glass roses. I have even less of an idea of where they sell them at 1:17 AM. I wonder why he needed glass roses at 1:17 AM. The man looked very sad after I told him I didn't know a place that sold little glass roses. He looked nervous.
I think the only positive thing about being suicidal is that you lose your fear of death. It is too bad that you're filled with overwhelming sadness when you're suicidal, or else you would have a really good time during what's possibly your final days.