Mid-morning Wisdom

“Look man, you can’t latch onto other people for help.”

“I know.”

“You just have to draw on some inner strength – whatever that may be.”

“Yes, I think I understand.”

“Still, it’s nice to have someone there at night. Someone to keep you warm, and tell you that you’re okay.”

“Yes, that would be nice.”

“Anyway, maybe we should get back to work.”

“Sure.”

The two black ants disengaged their antennae and returned to lugging biscuit crumbs up the laminate cliff-face.