Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Porcupine Pincushions

I would like to tell you about the last two days, but I can’t. Mostly because I don’t have the essential vocabulary, I don’t think. So if you’d like to sort of recreate my recent experiences, here’s what you should do: 

Go outside.

Find a porcupine.

Insult the porcupine until its all a-bristle with rage.

Pick it up.

Plunge your face directly into the angrily-bristling quills.

 You get the picture.

The thing about having a couple of difficult days, though – and also, having a face full of spikies – is that they pass. You pull the quills out, one by one. The problems get solved.  Everything passes.


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