Tonight, as I cracked opened eggs for a Tortino di Carciofi, substituting tomatoes & fresh basil for the artichokes, I watched the eggs fall into the mixing bowl.
While some fell whole into the bowl, separated from the whites, one spread itself around the edge of the bowl.
Like people, I suppose. Some of us crack & fall intact.
Some of us crack & must wrap around the edges of our world for strength.
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