this lightening bug landed on my arm while i was driving. not only did the dumb thing scare me half to death, but it suddenly decided it did not want to leave me alone in the car. so this lightening bug sat there, on my arm, blinking its rear end, doing the only things it knew how to do. the winding country road passed through wheat fields in the dark speckled by mother natures fireworks. with hazards flashing behind me, i got out of my car and stood there. my lightening bug flew into the field and i watched it contently blink into the shimmering landscape in front of me, and turning the key of my ford i wondered for a moment if the landscape that i contently melt into is as breathtakingly stunning as my lightening bug's from the outside looking in.