Ants

It’s not ant season in Brisbane, but every spring, the battle is on.  I figure out where they’re coming into the house, and resolutely stop them.

A while ago, I was standing in a field and realised I was standing on an anthill.  I jumped around and in doing so, stepped resolutely into their existence.  They scurried into action, racing around to fix their broken home and tend to the mess left behind.

I bring this up because it feels like humanity is an anthill, and it’s been stepped on.  We’re now scurrying into action, tending to our changed conditions.