When you look down and see that there are ants crawling on your water glass, the brain can't help but put a few in the back of your throat. You feel them there crawling around, and no amount of swallowing or coughing can seem to dislodge them.

You feel them also on the back of your neck, wiggling their way into your ears and up and down your legs.

One single little ant, when played through the filters of your mind begets 1 million. So, you kill it, cruelly, mercilessly. Because you are strong, and it is weak. It should have known better. Stupid ant.