Mosquitoes can be really annoying: stingy and itchy and bloodsucking and whiny and potential malaria spreaders. There's not much to love... But if the world had no mosquitoes would it still be the same world? It could mean the end of frogs and spiders and therefore, the end of little birds and bigger birds and some snakes and therefore the end of some bats and some bigger birds and some big cats and therefore the proliferation of other little animals or particular plants usually eaten by any of the above so the balance would be all skewiff like riding a horse with only one stirrup. And so I wonder about my own ecosystem and the regrets I have about being a wuss too scared to go on student exchange too scared to go on roller coasters too scared to apply for jobs that I haven't done before too scared to go to Antarctica because of sea sickness. But if, like the mosquitoes, I decided fear was annoying and abolished it (like whiting out a mistake with an old Tippex pen) then would I still be me? Would my fear be a hole that needed filling? I might walk around with a space that people could see through. Or perhaps the gap would be quickly overtaken by other mistakes like digging out a weed and aerating the soil for some new species to sprout in equal measure. I don't like mosquitoes much. And I hate being a wimp. But a jigsaw with a piece missing is just a picture with a hole in it. And that's not much good either.
Inspired by John Malone’s Overshooting The Mark
Image from Pexel’s Free Images