It's funny how something as simple as walking can unlock hidden memories. I was thinking today of one of my funnest childhood memories. It did not involve a video game, getting clothes, watching a television show. Instead it a memory involving ants.
I remember my brother and I were outside at our house in Cameroon, Africa, we had a raised concrete front porch and we were sitting at the base of it. We were staring at ants all day long. We were imagining the conversations the ants were having. Looking at them working together to carry things that were 1000's of times larger than they were. We saw wars between red ants and black ants. We saw them build mounds in a day. We saw their political structure how their armies worked who brought the food back. It was amazing. My brother and I immediately wanted to create a shrink ray and an ant language decoder and whatever and develop a sent like theirs because we didn't want them to know we were tiny humans lol. We wanted to be able to go in the cave and explore and see what secrets were inside.
It's funny how now as an adult ants do not elicit the same feelings. Instead I want to kill them when they enter my domain. I no longer yearn to see the inside of their homes I want to use some Terminix and smoke them out. Adulthood makes us so violent and angry lol. But those where great days and I yearn for kids these days to have imagination and figure things out on their own.
Another thing, thinking of that memory apparently made me seem pleasant because I believe I have gotten the most hellos I've ever had during my walk. I guess happy thoughts don't just make you fly they make you friends :0)
