*Metaphor is the concept of understanding one thing in terms of another. A metaphor is a figure of speech that constructs an analogy between two things or ideas; the analogy is conveyed by the use of a metaphorical word in place of some other word.
This is how T does metaphors. Read between the lines.
Welcome to meTaphor.
Mini Cereal 6 Pack-A meTaphor
When I was a little kid my mother would sometimes buy those mini cereal 6 packs instead of normal cereal. I don’t know why. But I always had the same reaction to each one of these mini boxes of cereal found in the kitchen cabinet. As an adult, I still have the same reactions. But they are no longer cereal. This isn’t cereal. This is something else.
1 was/is your favorite
No matter what, you always go back to it. You can depend on it. It’s always there. It tastes the best. You can’t picture life without it. You push all the other cereal aside to get to it.
1 you always wanted to try but just never did for some reason
It was always there. Off to the side. Next to your favorite. But you could never find it in yourself to try it. And you never knew why.
1 was/is somebody else’s favorite so you never got to have it
You wanted to try it so bad. But somebody else always got to have it instead of you. It ate you up inside. If only you got to try it first. If only it was your favorite instead of somebody else’s. It will never know how bad you wanted to try it.
1 looked crazy as hell so you stayed away from it
It didn’t seem right. It didn’t look right. It didn’t feel right. The package scared you. Your instinct, your inner voice always said to stay away. And you knew you should and always will.
1 was/is only your favorite once your favorite wasn’t there
You already had your favorite. Or your favorite wasn’t around. But this one was. Your backup plan. But that’s all it will ever be. Just second best to your favorite. You felt wrong. But you’ll never change for it. And it knows that.
1 you just tossed into the trash for no reason whatsoever just because you could
You treated this one without a care in the world. Without remorse. No love for this one. You just threw it away. Just because. You didn’t want it. Nobody wanted it. It didn’t feel good or bad to treat it this way. You just couldn’t care either way. Why keep it around when nobody wanted it?
That was a meTaphor. Trying something new here. Don’t complain if it’s over your head.
Until next time. Always take it there.