April 2, 2019
This morning I bought a chocolate croissant. I left it in my backpack knowing that it otherwise would attract ants. I almost forgot about it. Only when I started to crave something sweet it came back to my mind. I opened the paper bag and took a bite. I then looked at the crust and the chocolate core and I thought I was hallucinating, seeing ants crawling in between the different layers of the croissant. It even seemed as if there was no longer a chocolate core just a dense army of interlocked ants that created the impression of one. It felt like a surreal scene, a psychological reading of sorts. My state of being awake and asleep in the house has become as seamless as the inside and outside of it, divided by just a layer of thin glass.