Ants are out in the woods, that means, as the locals told me, that the weather is warm and good. Last week you could not seen any ants, but now they are all over; eating dead animals, walking in the paths of the woods, climbing up trees, messing with my vans. I love ants. They are smart and well organized; they con't complain, they simply work; but for what? for collectiveness, for a common wealth. I wish I was an ant. I wish I would not have to care for many things that are not important. I care mainly for things that aren't important; thats the worst of me. What a waste of time, of energy, of life... I wish I was an ant.