You know, whatevs.

Despite my efforts half of the fish in the tank have already died due to a microscopic parasite called ICH. Watching them suffer as they were slowly being eaten from the inside was utterly heartbreaking.

… and I am sad. But why?

They are just fish after all and i just got them a few weeks ago. Plus its not like we created lasting memories or anything. In all reality it would be a simple trip to the local pet store to replace them.

Yet, I can feel that hidden despair deep in the pits of insides.

It’s because I gave them a name. I gave them identity. I am truly amazed how something as simple as that could have such a profound impact.