Visited my folks gravesites today ( promise not to be morose)
I wanted to pull weeds, and put in some flower seeds.
I was thinking about what an evil monster of a teenager I was, rude, disrespectual, esp. to McCree ( Mom's moniker, named by me, i.e "Mother McCree" ).
( I have apologized, in my adult life, whilst McCree was living, for this behavior, and explained what a total arse I was)
So, I'm at their site, and thinking about this awfulness I submitted them to, and felt many a pinching, and biting sensation on my leg.
I pull up my pants leg, and I am covered my an legion of tiny ants, who have humbled me to the fact that, Bad Karma, will always follow you, and two, how this small legion has made their territory known to an intruder on Their front.
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