In your dreams, when you are running as fast as you can from that thing chasing you? But you look down and see ants moving faster than you are? And they’re carrying mint chocolate chip ice cream in waffle cones? And you want some? But in Belgian Cholate instead? And then you remember that thing? And look back? But now it’s a giant clown fish? With teeth? And scary movie background music? And dangit, where do you remember that music from? And then you re-realize you’re not running fast enough? And the ants are giggling? And you hope that your alarm clock goes off before the end of this scene?
That’s my pace these days.
Belly Shots at 34w0d.