i opened my hand…

and let go of the banana…I got my hand out of the jar.

Thought I really needed that banana, but I don’t. I’m not a monkey. Why would I settle for the life of a monkey?

I deserved more. I stood my ground. Not my loss.

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Filed under Loss, Musings, The Past

2 responses to “i opened my hand…

  1. I had that problem, only with pickles. I am a pickle, so I accepted my fate. Glad you could escape.

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