... and as a result, it more often than not, becomes an irresistible magnet for ants. And as I sit here at my study table, typing away at my keyboard, I can see three or four of them (ants!) wending their way up my mug, determined to get to its savoury contents. Its rather ironic then, that when they finally reach their destination (i.e. the coffee in the mug), they will never make it out alive; inevitably, they will drown in the dark milky-brown depths.
I think, we are a little like ants.
Sometimes, we endeavour to successfully overcome life's impediments, only to find ourselves sinking ever deeper into the cesspool of life.
