butterfly.jpg This morning I found a butterfly in my bedroom. Not a metaphorical one, but a real, live butterfly, (pavi oko in Czech, but I don’t know what it’s called in English).

While a butterfly in the house is a pleasant thing to have around for a while, after some time it starts to pose uncomfortable questions: How did it get here, especially in December? What are butterflies doing out when there’s snow on the ground? Should we keep it here, or let it go? What do butterflies eat when they’re indoors? Cashmere?

In the end, after deliberating these things for a while, I was convinced there was no other choice. It must go. So I caught it in a paper bag and dropped it off the balcony, where it tumbled down to the snow.

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