[Author's note: I'm going inhuman this week. Any of you who follow my Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, or Flickr accounts likely know what I'm talking about. It is, after all, still a candid, stolen-moment image.]
I'm there when you least expect or want me.
Always watching, taking in, learning. What you say or do, I know. The secrets you keep, your hiding places, your illicit affairs, you share with me.
I share what I learn with my swarm. We communicate everything. What you know, I know, and they know as well.
There's a reason the saying goes, "I wish I could be a fly on the wall when..."
Everyone wishes this because I am always there. Unnoticed. Even when I am detected, few catch and kill me.
I lead a great life. I fly. I eat. I poop. I glean.
If only I lived longer than 24 hours.