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little ants walk around here everywhere.

today i sat in my chair and watched one scurry around on my white tile floor. she walked near my feet and quickly darted away. the ants here have a tendency of running, stopping and changing direction all at once. it’s hard to follow them.

sometimes i stomp on them or smash them under the weight of my finger. when they are crawling around on my arm or run up my leg they make me nervous. i crush the life out of them simply because they scare me. what gives me the right to dictate whether they live or not? i guess it makes me feel like god.

this one i let scurry about. it ran all around me making circles and inspecting gecko poop. yes, geckos poop and you do have to sweep it up at least once every two or three days. they crawl all over the walls eating insects. it’s the least that you can do for them.

the ant ran around and i followed it as best i could for about a minute or so. what an interesting animal. all the time discovering. all day long just searching. kind of like me.

well, i’ve gone letting as many ants live as possible. they’re not harming me and i try not to harm them. i feel it’s my duty not to kill them. so many bugs around here and the only ones that bother me are the mosquitoes. those blood thirsty vultures suck me dry almost daily. the ants are just diversion.