A fool's guide to myrmecophobia
on getting comfortable with being uncomfortable
Oh dear reader!
Something terrible has happened at my house.
We’ve been invaded by termites.
They are a weird and unique insect - so much so that I brought them in to be analyzed by the department of natural resources.
You see dear reader, these termites didn’t eat the wood of our house.
No,
They invaded our closets and ate holes in my trousers.
It’s hard to believe, but now I’m very uncomfortable.
Because as of writing this foolsletter, I’m living with pants in my ants.
And that my foolish fiends is something to squirm about.
But honestly? I’ll take an itchy arsehole over existential dread eleven days a week.
Focus on the real and may all of your discomforts be physical.
