Waiting for my ride I glanced down to see an ant meandering inches from my feet. How little it was. Practically invisible. Inconsequential. Then I thought… From this rooftop I am a doll. From an airplane, an ant. From the moon, invisible. From beyond, nothing. But surely- I am something! From the the galaxy’s perspective… I may be nothing. From the moon’s eye I may simply be a theory. From the airplane’s angle I truly may be an ant. From the rooftop perhaps just a doll. but… Atoms are so small we cannot comprehend and yet Atoms are the reason we have Mt Everest.. the Ocean… and me. In the grand scheme of things I am small, an atom in the universe at large, but inconsequential? I looked at the ant as she continued her steady pace, somehow she seemed quite different to me.