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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.)