Salad Anyone?

‘The human body is 90% water, so basically we are just cucumbers with anxiety.’

Mine? I wish. It’s just the sort of thing I’d say, though. Like the startling thoughts and ideas that just come out all of their own accord, surprising even you?

My problem? They come out with such monotonous random irregularity. Totally unreliable. I’m sure you know those ones. They decide to defy all logic and come out about 90 seconds after you will them to appear. From the tip of your tongue to water vapour. It totally does my head in. I am the cucumber.

From: Friday Flash Fiction


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