What we could learn from ants

An essay by Chad Schomber

You crouch at the curb. The rain has left the asphalt wet enough to shine. Tiny ants haul grains of sand coated in flakes of everything: plastic wrapper bits, crumbled leaf, an old candy shell brighter than traffic lights. You don’t need fancy words. You just need to watch. They’re not trying to inspire awe. They’re busy.

This is where it starts… noticin…