Got lost inside the caves in my former workplace. Hit my head, too. Thought, “What a clumsy metaphor for visiting one’s hometown years after leaving!”
A few minutes later, I plopped myself down in front of a bonfire, and heard “If you want to roast a marshmallow, you can get a stick from OH HEY CLAIRE.” On the next tree stump was a pal from teenage years.
I’ll take both of those metaphors.