I didn’t want to leave this paradise. Sometimes it happens while traveling. When we feel comfortable, it’s hard to move on. “Comfort” in...

As I sat on my step  watching my neighbor do her daily laundry, I saw an ant carrying a feather almost 2.5 cm long.Thirty times her size? How many ants would fit in a feather? The floor was tiled with grooves. For the poor ant, they must have felt like hills, but that didn’t stop her—the ant kept going... The feather swayed wildly from side to side as if it were dancing. It seemed like it would fall at any moment and touch the ground... but it didn’t. And the ant—stubborn—co