Start with a firm base of acceptance,

roll this out firmly but gently until the dough is flat and smooth across the table of this day,

shape the dough into a round pan, formed into a circle with finger-pressed edges of patience,

add a generous layer of cinnamon-spiced apples of joy,

top frivolously and messily with crumbs of graham-crackered laughter,

put this concoction of life's absurdity into the oven,

and bake until browned and bubbly and bursting with the flavors of a day in the kitchen of life.

Partake by yourself, or with a friend (in body or spirit), and give thanks for heavenly pie.