a bad way to die.

I was loading the dishwasher, and a teeny little gnat/fruit fly flew in right as I was closing it.

If you have ever seen me around bugs, I hate them, but cannot kill them. I have a difficult time killing anything. Even ants. Even spiders: which I hate the most. I am frustrated that I have such compassion on things that I hate so much. I guess its better to have difficulty in killing things, than unusual ease.

The poor little creature flew into the dishwasher right as I closed it. I left it open, to give it a chance to fly out. I couldn't see where it landed. I didn't see it fly out. I hope it got out.

Because I closed the dishwasher and it turned on.

That's a bad way to die.

I still feel bad about it.