밖에는 억수 같은 장대비. 집필실 문들은 모두 닫혀 있는데
잠자리 한 마리, 티브이 모서리에 붙어 천연덕스럽게 날개를 말리고 있었다.
얼쑤야, 언제부터 잠자리가 하늘만 날 수 있는 곤충이 아니라 벽까지 통과할 수 있는 곤충으로 진화한 거지?

While heavy torrents of rain washed the world outside,
a dragonfly fastened itself to the edge of my TV set and dried its own wings as if nothing had been the matter with it.
All the doors of my writing room were locked at the time. This is ridiculous! Since when have dragonflies evolved from the insects that cut through the air into ones that have the amazing ability to pass through walls?