It's a Thought Process

 

If I were going to store fire, I wouldn’t use cardboard to keep it in, and I certainly wouldn’t make it a size convenient to slip into my pocket. That just seems silly.  Who would keep something so combustible in their pocket?

 

Then again, the opposite is also true.  I wouldn’t store water in cardboard, nor would I have my pockets full of it. I doubt if my pockets could even keep it contained.  More likely, it would collect in my shoe, leaving me with a soggy sock.

 

Then, I guess, I’d need the fire to dry out my sock.

 

 

 This is one of those times where I wanted to
use a photograph, but had nothing to say about it,
so I just tossed in some gibberish and used it anyway.
Here's the thing, I like the image and it bothered me
to not use it, so now- here it sets, surrounded by
silly thoughts of pockets containing flames
and pockets sloshing about like ocean waves.
Maybe I need a vacation...

I guess I could have talked about how handsome
the matches are.  They are very striking, don't you think?
However, if I had looked at them with a photographer's eye
I would have brought up the shadows, the texture of the wood,
or the contrast between the match head and the blue of the box.
Maybe even make some lame comparison between these
matches and sardines stretched out in a can, but that seems
even worse than pockets of fire and water.
I think I'll just stop before I get to 1000 words.

It was a very large wooden match.  I could barely lift one end of it.  In fact, the only end I could pick up was the non-match end, so I had to drag it behind me as I walked.  It was the dragging along the cement road that apparently resulted in the head of the match sparking on fire.

As I was not yet at my destination, I had to pick up the pace a bit.  It was that extra speed that seemed to add oxygen to the growing flames.  This was going to be close.  As the flames climbed the wood, the heat radiated off the back of my legs.  I quickly began to question my plan of relocating this match.

 

Maybe I should have just gotten some pocket-sized matches.

 OK, now I'm done.