I'm pretty sure this bizarre note evolved from a combination of:
- my obsessive singing of "There Are No Bananas in the Sky"
- my near-constant dessert cravings
- ruminating on the idiom "pie in the sky"
If there is a deeper tale to tell, I don't remember it.
[image of a crying me saying "Come back! I want to eat you!" as I watch the stoically angelic Pie in Sky rocket into the air, leaving behind a trail of rainbow and light. Text at bottom reads "...but the pie would not return."]
- my obsessive singing of "There Are No Bananas in the Sky"
- my near-constant dessert cravings
- ruminating on the idiom "pie in the sky"
If there is a deeper tale to tell, I don't remember it.
[image of a crying me saying "Come back! I want to eat you!" as I watch the stoically angelic Pie in Sky rocket into the air, leaving behind a trail of rainbow and light. Text at bottom reads "...but the pie would not return."]
"My food is problematic."
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