Once every 17 years, this rather large and annoying insect makes it's appearance around these parts. The cicadas are out in force, though at this point I don't feel inundated. My memory of the last emergence is mostly of the annoyance of these things flying right into me as I walked to driver's ed. Not a fun thing.
There is a story here though. I'm sure of that and I'm sure others are doing some. This is not a common behavior for an animal, to live dormant for 17 years. There is certainly a story to tell. Is it my story? I don't know yet because I haven't tried to write one yet.
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