I tried to ‘Be One with Nature,’ now I want out!
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore --
While I nodded, nearly napping,
Suddenly I was being eaten alive by a swarm of ants.
This is all true. Tiny, tiny ants no larger than electrons started eating my foot.It was a horror show. So horrible that it is fitting to steal the words from Edgar Allan Poe to set the stage. Poe, as you all know, wrote “The Raven,” a tragicpoem that concludes with the raven eating Poe’s foot. (At least I think that’s how it ends. Poe never ends anything with big laughs.)