Thursday, February 24, 2011

A kiss is just a kiss, a pie is just a pie...

Anthony looked down at my plate. “I don’t see what the big deal is. It’s just pie.”

I pointed to him with my fork, the prongs coming to rest an inch or so away from his bulbous nose. “The thing is never just the thing.”

He pushed the fork away from his face. “Is this going to be that philosophical bullshit again? Cos I only got a C in philosophy, so I’m hardly qualified if you’re having a metaphysical crisis or something.”

I took a bite of the pecan and pastry mess on my plate.  “Pie is never just pie.”

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