The real intruder isn’t what you think

I made myself the perfect cup of Victoria Grey tea with local honey and frothed oat milk. I toasted a multi-grain English muffin and slathered it with pumpkin seed butter and raspberry jam. I gathered my vitamins in a favorite bowl given to me by someone I love dearly. And I settled into the living room to enjoy breakfast with the goldfinches and bluebirds feasting outside a nearby window.

That’s when I saw a tiny bug crawling up my pant leg.

No! I thought to myself as I slowly stood up from the...