“I was lost, but now am found” said my banana.
(pronounced in the Cornish manner ba-na-na, with the ‘a’ as in jam)
The mystery of the lost banana was solved this morning, as mid-commute I spotted it lost and forlorn on the wayside. It must have dropped out of my pannier yesterday! I got to work convinced that I packed it and was baffled by its desertion.
I muse that:
We guide our baggage through both well and less travelled pathways…
We believe that we packed the baggage, we control the tiller… and know the map…
We are ‘guided’ by soft hegemony and cultural info-tainment…
But still our banana’s can fall from our backpacks and confound, amaze and hopefully cause us to reassess our predicament?
However, I am still blind I see.
PS. Today’s banana was energizing.
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