It's Hot as Ballz Outside

        Sitting down I begin to look at my surroundings. A few birds chirping, some trees plotted here and there, tons of sand and bushes. The wind on the left side of my face is welcomed as it is probably one of the hottest days we've had in a while. As I sit there boiling up a sweat, I look down to my feet. Ants. I quickly dart my feet away from them in fear of them being bitten. As I am color blind, every ant I see has the potential to be a red ant. I continue to look at the pile of ants scurrying around like mindless drones. One climbing over the other scampering around the hill trying to get out. Some ants caught my attention over a little to the side. They didn't look like the ants that were on the hill I was previously observing. Their color was a little darker and they look slightly bigger. These new ants weren't wandering around without a care in the world. They were on a mission. Walking side-by-side toward the pavement, I got up to make way. The ants neither were startled nor did it seem like they cared at all about my movements. They simply went along with their goal and continued to strut across the road. What a life.