Just wanted..

To keep walking, this morning. It wasn't sunny or warm, rather chilly, but such a nice and relaxing walk. I had to force myself to turn back which was rather funny since I had trouble getting out the door in the first place. :)
On my way back I saw a bug laying on its back, wriggling its legs, so I stopped and turned him/her upright. I saw then that he/she was dying... So I took a leaf and put him/her on the side of the road in the softer grass and put a leaf as shelter from the cold wind. When I walked away I thought: maybe he/she rather lay on the back looking at the sky when drawing the last breath...? I didn't go back, but suddenly I felt a bit guilty...