When the fence is too high

break free with absurdity

Every fool,

in every mythic fool’s journey ends up captive somewhere, somehow.

Most of these epic failure tales frequently are little more than a series of escapes.

These escapes?

They are the most improbable, almost impossible, unspeakably nonsensical series of absurd misadventures that eventually lead a disrupted world back to the truth.

There’s a kind of loopy illogic that leads someplace reasonable upon which these entire stories hinge.

(not unlike our lives)

At their core, they are frequently stories of escape.

My chickens have taken notice.

They have consistently been escaping at will lately.

Two, sometimes three at a time I’ll see them strutting around just outside of their enclosed area. They gobble up clover and take up postures of submission when I approach.

Laura and I examined the entire fenced area. It was intact.

Well.

It was a little low next to their roost and the gate to go in.

To remedy this, we raised the walls.

The chickens still escaped.

We raised the walls again.

The chickens c…