I am awash in random thoughts.
Kerri told me that flies barf when they land on you. Swinging in the hammock on a lovely Wisconsin afternoon, plagued by a single persistent fly, she swatted and added, “They poop on you, too.”
I laughed. I doubted. To be honest, I mocked her ridiculous assertion. And then she Googled, “Do flies barf?” And, horror of horrors, they do. Not with every landing but often enough to alter my relationship with flies.
“Might this be a metaphor?” I asked to save face for my mocking-gone-bad.
“I think it is a metaphor for the small things you learn each day,” Kerri smirked in victory.
“I think it is a metaphor for insurance companies in America,” I said. “They poop on us every time they land on us and that seems to be more and more often.”
“My metaphor is positive and your metaphor is dark,” she said, swinging the hammock and looking to the sky.
“My metaphor is more appropriate,” I replied.
“How?”
“I learned today, thanks to you, that flies taste things through their feet.”
“What?” Kerri asked. “So?”
“When they land on you they decide through their feet whether you are a good snack or not worth their time,” I replied.
“So?”
“Have you ever heard a better description of an insurance company?” I smiled.
Kerri rolled her eyes. “Random,” she said.
See. I told you: awash in random thoughts. You learn something new everyday. Some things you want to know. Some things you don’t.
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