i wake up, i cry over spilt milk, put all of my eggs in one basket, bite off more than i can chew, jump the gun, fly off the handle and then die on that hill
i learned ants really have no concept of us as humans because of their limited eyesight and how big we are to them. they see us as moving shadows, or wind, or like obstacles and landscape (i imagine mountains). makes me wonder what’s in front of me right now that’s too large for me to comprehend.
This is why barely anyone dances at clubs or gets really excited in public or really tries to express themselves other than online.
Some antisocial person with a smart phone is on standby, ready to capitalize on it for clout or a dollars of revenue sharing.