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I Feel Nostalgia For A Time Yet To Come

Went to the little bakery across the street to pick up some bread for breakfast. As I browsed the selection of pastries fresh from the oven, I spied a big old cockroach scurrying across the floor. Was too polite to make a big deal of it to the boss lady and cause her to lose face. Actually, it's been ages since I've seen one of the big-type cockroaches. They were the stuff of childhood nightmares as they made turning on the lights a dicey proposition when they would scurry or even worse take off flying when you hit the switch. However in the ecological scheme of things the bigger "American" cockroaches (Periplaneta americana) were not competitive with the smaller, nimbler German cockroaches (Blatella germanica). I'm now brave enough to go ahead and squish the little roaches. But for the good of all involved I decided to leave the big guy well enough alone. It's the Buddhist thing to do.