I know. It's been a while. I have been a little bad. I have been doing a lot of thinking. Maybe a little too much. Ever since that whole thing with the bean. It's like my brain got bigger. And now it's got room for more thoughts...
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Roses have it easy. Little rose seeds, I mean. You know why they are so successful in becoming roses? Because their tiny little brains have room for only one tiny little thought: rose. That's how come they become roses. You can get a little rose seed and mix it up with a bunch of carrot seeds and plant them all in the ground and the little rose seed will still grow up to be a rose. It doesn't wonder what it would be like to be a carrot maybe it would be better being a carrot carrots don't have thorns carrots get to be all sorts of things, from carrot cake to salads and stew. It can't. Its little brain has no room for such thoughts. The most it can accommodate is a color. Red rose. White rose. Pink rose. And, occasionally, blue rose.
Humans would be so lucky... We want to be everything. We are scared of missing out. Of being short changed. Of making the wrong choice. What if I wear the red dress and Little John doesn't like red? I want to be a doctor but ballerinas are so pretty. I'm tired of waiting, I want to leave, but what if Godot shows up? I guess that's just part of being a human. It must be why we have hearts. We get to follow it when our brain gets confused. Our hearts seem to always know what we want. Deep down. We can feel them beat faster. There's no mistaking that. We just ought to learn to listen to them. Shhhh. Listen...



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