I take my smart phone outside to plant it in the garden because the phone was getting too big for the flower pot inside my home. I dig away.
A car buzzes from flower to flower having a pollinating good time. The car does not sense the spider’s web stretching from the rosebush to the Spanish galleon. Caught! The car struggles to get free and vibrates the web. Out comes an octopus and strangles the car.
“Damn!” says the octopus. “It’s a Ford Focus. I was hoping for a foreign model. Domestic food is okay, but I love exotic meals.”
With my smart phone planted, with room to grow, I return to my life and pretend that it’s real.