Musings of a caterpillar


The cocoon is spun. The tightness and coziness is sometimes a relief, sometimes a torture.

I will be here for a little bit and then I will come out into the world.

How will the world look when I break out of my cocoon?

What will I be when I come out of the cocoon? The stories say a beautiful butterfly. But then I have also heard rumors saying sometimes it can be a wasp or a hornet or a fly or a cockroach…

Is that true? Nobody likes cockroaches. I don’t want to be one, I definitely don’t want to be a cockroach, please… But if I am a cockroach, then what will happen to me?

I can’t wait to see who I become… and at the same time I don’t want to know…

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