Lessons From an Ant

Sure, you can share the page. The tiniest ant is lost in the sea of whiteness of my journal. It’s interesting, my attitude towards ants. When I find them wandering about, I feel warm towards them. Especially when they’re cute and small. I let them crawl all over my skin and marvel at their itty bitty body parts. But when they show up unexpectedly on my limbs, I freak out. Brush them off in a moment of panic. Maybe it’s because I feel them before I can see them. I think as humans we are pre disposed to hate the unexpected. Anybody that says they love surprises probably does… when they’re good ones. But of course, who the hell likes bad surprises? Including ants. Often times people would consider finding bugs on you a bad surprise. And no matter how caring I claim to be towards six legged creatures, nobody likes bad surprises.