The Fly That Refused Enlightenment

There’s always one. It doesn’t buzz like the others. It hovers with purpose. It studies you. It knows your breaking point.

The Annoyance

You open a window. You wave your arms. You bargain with invisible gods. The fly remains. Its mission unclear. Its loyalty unearned. You can’t kill it, but you also can’t coexist. It’s the domestic embodiment of unfinished business.

The Absurd Diagnosis

Diagnosis: Prolonged Proximity Disorder.

Symptoms: erratic swatting, spiritual agitation, internal screaming. Often accompanied by a fleeting awareness of mortality. The patient believes escape is possible. It isn’t.

A Low-Key Cure

Stop chasing the fly. It feeds on attention. Sit still long enough and it will vanish. Or it won’t. Either way, you’ve won nothing, and that’s peace enough.

The Witty Insight

We think we’re superior to insects. Yet a single fly can rearrange an afternoon. Power is smaller than we like to admit.

Conclusion

Some forces can’t be reasoned with. Some must be outwaited. The fly leaves when it’s ready, not when you are.