Okay.
I’ll quit talking about the zoo any day now.  But while we were there, some incredibly interesting things occurred.

At one point, we walked near a pond where some turtles were hanging out.  I noticed that two of them were holding hands.  Hands?  Paws?  No, that’s not right.   What the heck do you call turtle extremities?  Feet, I guess?

Okay.  The two turtles were holding feet.  Gawd, that sounds wrong.

Anyway they were holding feet and …. I said….  “Awwwwwwwwwww.  How sweet.”

And one of the turtles said… “Wellllll.  Thannnnkkkkkssss.”  Real slow-like.
That surprised me, I’ll tell you…..  So I asked….”Are you two in love?”
“Yepppppppppppppppp.”
“Well, how did you two meet and fall in love?”
“Wilma was competing in a big race down in Mudville, Kentucky.  She was going up against this hot-shot rabbit.  She beat him by a mile…. and made a killing off the wagers on the race.  And me… I was a reporter for the Turtle Times… covering the race.  We sort of bumped into one another at an after-race-party…. at Kermit’s Lily Pad….which happened to be a swinging Raw Bar down there.    Anyway…. we got to talking a little…. and snacked on some small insects and minnows.  Delicious, I might add.  We even had slowwwwww dance.  At any rate,  I had to ask her out….  She just wouldn’t come out of her shell,” Luke said.

She wouldn’t come out of his shell.
I sure can relate to that.
And hence… another parallel.  In this big pond of ours.

Beautiful.

“We are actually living in a million parallel realities every single minute.” – Marina Abramovic