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bamboo & mermaid caves

my friend's father, or rather my sort of friend's father - oh, never mind - some guy once lectured some girl by telling her she should not be like bamboo, bending in the prevailing wind. that she should stand up straight & tall and sure & steady.

but bamboo is a powerful plant grows anywhere, tall, leafy, home to panda bears & if I had to name a plant after my friend the mermaid I would choose bamboo it is a survivor you see. you can stick it in a funny pot in a hospital room and tell it that the only way to make it is to have an awful surgery with a wire up the arm and then the removal of a rib and the bamboo will say No Thank you Very Much but no. and then it will turn around and quietly get back to the work of growing up taller than you ever expected.

all this is to say, having gotten lost in my metaphor and searching, probably through the thick trunks of a bamboo jungle, for a way out - all this is to say that the mermaid made it back last night. she is home in her mer-cave.

last night ben & I watched casablanca and there is the line, that famous line, ...the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. and there is truth to that line perhaps not the truth that was intended but my truth for the line is that yes the world is crazy but that the three little people are connected to every other person so if you separate them out they are tiny but put everyone together and there you have a mountain of beans. oh, it is very early in the morning and I am quite tired, perhaps not making sense. anyhow, here's looking at you kid...

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