Does it make my day any beautiful? Or awesome?
..like walking into simpler things in the morning and doing little acts of random kindness.. ?
For the spider, it was its food. Wasn't I disgracing it for its not-so-awesome not-so-comparable-to-beauty-of-life eight legged anatomy? I think saving the butterfly was like people showing partiality over pretty girls(or hot gals, for that reason!) in town - just letting them fly away in colors while making life miserable to seemingly unattractive people(in the cob webs).
But we.. are people, and that's what we do. And its really enjoyable. It makes our day. Makes it awesome. Reasons to be happy.
Or is it?