I dont want to be an ant, you know? I mean, its like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continuously on ant auto-pilot with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient polite manner. Heres your change. Paper or plastic? Credit or debit? You want ketchup with that? I dont want a straw, I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I dont want to give that up.
Posted on: Mon, 08 Dec 2014 03:39:46 +0000