Writing What You See

In our bathroom at work, there is tile. It has no visible seams, just a flat expanse of grays and blacks and whites. From my vantage point (near the sink or well, taking a constitutional) it appears flat and basic. Each day though, I see a sugar ant, tiny and black. This ant meanders across the vast stretch of tile, perhaps it’s a country road or a perhaps the ant is lost wandering in a desert.

I think about this ant (though I’m sure it’s not the same ant each day even though I see an ant each and every day and from the distance it surely could the same one…I’ve never gotten a magnifying…



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