Fly Away

Hello! It’s me.


Spring days are filled with adventure. I find the harassing nature of “musca domestica” particularly vexing. The revolting insecta cling to the window … but when I stand to observe the housefly, it scurries away. Sometimes higher up the window. Sometimes to another window. Sometimes to a half-eaten banana in the kitchen. But always flying away.

Do you ever dream about flying? I do. But if I could fly, I’d have to deal with feathers in my mouth, and nobody wants to deal with that.



1 thought on “Fly Away

  1. Yeah, life is challenging sometimes, isn’t it? Well, at least you can console yourself with the knowledge that YOU don’t have to finish eating the banana with fly foot prints all over it!


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