“What would you like for breakfast?”
“Cereal,” is the usual answer.
But on some days, the answer is bagels or oatmeal.
And on rare days, the answer is a hot dog.
So my little guy had a hot dog for breakfast.
I sometimes fall into the trap of taking life much too seriously. But sometimes, we just need to have hot dogs for breakfast, and laugh about how funny it at all is.
Because life is sometimes simply absurd.