The Ant Farms

Welcome to my world of pure imagination!
Whilst at college I enrolled in a history class taught by a superb storyteller.
Story good.
Drawing BETTER.
I felt something crawling on the back of my hand.
An ant!
At first, I wanted to press my finger onto it and smear it away into oblivion.

I stared.
And felt that ant crawling EVERYWHERE!
My palm…and the backside of my hand
became that ants’ house!

That day I was to return home to do my LAUNDRY.
So I thought; “Hey (this ant) should do it’s laundry too”.

What of the ant?
It went sky diving as I flicked it off of my hand, in self defense, due to it biting me.



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