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was hundreds of miles away. Ant did not answer. I quickly glanced down to where Ant was perched, hoping that he had not been blown off my shoulder. He had not. He was right where I had put him. He was as still as a statue.
“Well? Hey, Ant? Can you see those... Hey Ant! What is the matter? Are you getting air sick?”
“I’m fine, thank you. I am just starting to feel rather small and insignificant. I cannot believe how big the world is. I’m just feeling a little overwhelmed right now, that’s all.”
“I understand, Ant. Even though I’m considerably larger than you, I’m feeling rather small myself in view of how high up we are and how the world seems so vast.”
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