I just saved a bee. And my mouth was frozen because I had some cavities filled. But I was walking out from the dentist, and there was a bee on his back going crazy. So I picked him up with my suntanning glasses. And then I drove down and I was gonna put them in the bushes here. So if he was gonna die, at least he could die in the dirt as opposed to on the cement on the stairs where someone was probably going to step on him. And I was taking a video of him with my macro lens. And watching him struggle for so long, I realized he's sort of struggling with this really small piece of fluff maybe I couldn't decide I couldn't figure out what else was wrong. And I used to have these like medical tweezers just lingering in my car. Oh, I probably have them. I probably have them in the trunk, but I didn't think of that yet. So I took out a pen. And he was on his back struggling so I sort of was just sort of like trying to pick this fluff off that I couldn't even really see with my eyes. I could only see it really with the macro lens, but I kind of knew it was there. And as I started to do that, I might have got the fluff and then he started to struggle and he was on his standing on his front and flailing instead of on his back. So I opened the door and then I did a bit more and I was pretty sure I moved the fluff or or got it and then he flew away. He just flew away. So that was so great. I really didn't think I could help that be at all. I just wanted to put him in a nicer place. But at least he got to fly.
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