One day while writing a short story in college I noticed an ant scurrying on my desk with a scrap of food. I picked it up with a piece of paper and placed it elsewhere.
Later I felt something crawl up my leg. Same ant, so I decided to help it find its nest. After 3 tries it found its colony in a tiny crack in the wall.
I thought “you finally made it little guy”. Maybe we are all that “little guy”. Like the ant, sometimes we get lost (realist) but sometimes there are kind people to help show the way or even carry you there (romanticist)
Just my opinion though.
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