It rained this morning. Normally it only rains in the evening. For the first time since my arrival in Chiapa de Corzo, I had to wear a coat.
There were ants in my cereal again. Some of the ants here are really tiny and they get into everything. I normally eat raisin bran, and despite rolling up the bag, folding closed the box, and closing the cupboard door, the tiny ants somehow still get it*. I think they like the sugar on the raisins. I personally don’t feel any type of way about the raisins (more of a bran guy really), so I tried buying the raisin-less bran, and voila! no ants. But of course, cereal is finite, and upon returning to the grocery store to buy more (in the morning, half-asleep), I forgot the lesson I had learned and once again purchased the with-raisin bran. And so the ants returned, and the wheel of samsara spins on.
I am going to write a short story by the end of this month. Whereas this is Halloween Month, I intend it to be a spooky story. It is my desire to start writing other things, and I hope that by announcing my intent here, I will increase the likelihood of my following through. I don’t know whether or not I’ll publish it; that’s a decision for Future Adam.
* I realize I could probably solve this whole dilemma with a bag clip, but the store only sells bag clips in packages of thirty and I refuse to buy thirty of something when I only need one.