ANT WATCHING

Dementia forwarded from Kansas's freak of the week, Jan.

I watched an ant climb a blade of grass this morning. When he reached the
top, his weight bent the blade down to the ground.
Then, twisting his thorax with insectile precision, he grabbed hold of the
next blade.

In this manner, he traveled across the lawn, covering as much distance
vertically as he did horizontally, which amused and
delighted me.

And then, all at once, I had what is sometimes called an
"epiphany," a moment of heightened awareness in which
everything becomes clear.

Yes, hunched over that ant on my hands and knees, I suddenly
knew what I had to do.......

Quit drinking before noon.