There are snails by the ton in the complex where I stay. I usually see about 4 - 5 squashed on my way to office.
Today, I saw about a couple scores on my way to work - most of them unsquashed as of then. I wondered if they were all out in search of something? There was a sense of purpose on their day out. They made me think what it was.
Lemmings are known to kill themselves at a certain time of the year. That's their way of controlling their population. Was it a mass suicidal urge that drove the snails from their comfortable garden nooks out onto the concrete streets? Who knows?
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