So I was walking home today along the subway tracks as I generally do, daydreaming or what have you, when I realize I'm walking on something. I look more closely, and I see that there's a bee or two crawling around amidst a bunch of little pellet-like objects. Berries, maybe. I continue walking, still not paying much attention, until I see a couple more bees. Then I realize that all the little pellets aren't berries... they're more bees. Dead bees. Hundreds upon hundreds of them, in fact, and they're sprawled out here dead and dying all along the path. It's one thing to see a whole bunch of dead flies or pests of some kind, but bees? It was depressing, and of course what immediately springs to mind is the whole dying bee thing everyone was talking about. Now I didn't pay all that much attention to that, and I'm really starting to wish I had. I had some other stuff going on in my life that was taking my attention from world affairs and such, and I meant to go back and read about it but didn't.
So I keep walking, and the bees just keep going. Hundreds of tiny corpses stretching for at least 5 city blocks. After a few blocks they start to thin out quite a bit, but I keep seeing one or two here and there, and I don't know how long I must have been walking on them before I noticed. They were like stuck in my shoes, it was both gross and sad.
I was watching all the people going by, and apparently I was the only one to notice them, which weirded me out even more. Bike riders going by every 10 seconds, a ripped guy with no shirt running down the path on his jog, a few couples holding hands... and not one seemed to notice it at all.
Now I'm home and I just plain don't know what to make of it. Given that all these guys were just along the subway tracks there, I have to wonder whether or not it had something to do with that somehow. Why just along there? Anyway... my day was really pretty depressing, but for some reason this just made me feel like complete shit. I'm concerned.