Bird's Eye
“Good morning!” Stork flaps. “Do you know the way to San José?”
“Which San José?” Betty the Baltimore Oriole asks. “Florida? Mexico? Costa Rica?”
Stork checks her delivery ticket. “California.”
“Sorry. Can’t help.” Betty warbles through a mouthful of grape jelly. “Never been there.”
When seeking direction, clarity makes a world of difference.
When birthing something new… nobody can tell you how to get there.
~Dog