Lettuce Love

While I was doing the dishes I was wondering about the lettuce I had
just bought and which was now sitting next to the lettuce I had bought
two days ago in a different shop and I wondered whether they had
arrived at those two shops on the same lorry. Perhaps they had even
grown on the same field. Now that was a nice thought. If they had
indeed grown on the same field that would mean that they had grown up
together and were probably rather pleased to meet again after (in
lettuce years) a considerably long time. Fancy meeting you here, says
one lettuce to the other. And there at the bottom of my fridge and
through their plastic wraps the two lettuces smile at each other.

© Marcus Bastel