The banana store

banana

 

Oh my dear banana store,

On the corner of the street

Really I couldn’t wish for more,

since you’re open 24/7 so we can have unlimited meets

 

Oh my dear banana store,

You have such an awesome name,

And I love your mega banana poster on the wall

it’s all bling bling and fame,

 

Oh my dear banana store,

You provide me even with milk or chips or juice or bread

I really couldn’t wish for more,

But now I’m away from you, and that makes me sad.

Figments of imagination

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Just woke up,  some time too late – Where breakfast calls but can’t be ate

because time is too close to time of lunch- oh well, let’s have it both and make it brunch.

Two hours. Only two hours between breakfast and lunch. Two continents. Two cultures. A random conversation about sleeping, waking up and breakfast and lunch. Computers exchanging data. Exchanging morse code, into words. Time is ticking. Two hours. Tick Tick Tick. Sometimes random things create their own lives and weird figments of imagination wake up out of the depths of the brain.

Probably it makes no sense at all, but it’s what happens to my brain sometimes and my imagination creates the weirdest things. A simple conversation, an object, reading about something, very random things can cause those figments. Normally I don’t share much of it. It’s something that can make me feel half ashamed and crazy in some ways. Well anyway, this is a figment of today; The land where breakfast and lunch are two hours apart.

The Tangerine Birthday

Around a year ago (probably a year and a few days maybe, but for sure it’s a year now) I found out that I forgot about this thing:

tangerine

Tangerine. Somehow I forgot about it, left it in my backpack and found it a couple of days later in a state I didn’t want to eat it anymore. Do not ask me why, but I decided to keep it and see what happened to the tangerine.

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Above all expectations, it didn’t mold, it didn’t smell, it just stayed, shriveled and changed colors. The tangerine is still sitting in front of my window being the awesome indestructable tangerine. Happy birthday, tangarine!