Yellow

So very productive today. And such a relaxing evening. It's nice to earn a living in such a way.

It's about now that I can explain that life is like a banana, and wax lyrically about skins, peeling, and potassium. Then i would link it to my sweet day, encased in graft, and burgeoning with heart warming positivity. This blip would be connected. Poetic. Relevant. With point.

Or I could just exclaim my love of the the sweeter cousin of the plantain and it's profound influence on my yellow coloured life.

But, perhaps, this once, the truth...

Some blips are happenstance. Some, fate.