Kevin, the sunflower seed, has come a long way. Since yesterday, when he fell off of a Sunday brunch bun, he has climbed, ran, hid and ventured across the whole cafe. Evading the brooms at the end of the shift and sniffing dogs during busy hours.

Kevin has a mission, to conquer ground. Without a set goal in mind, he wonders whether he will ever want to return to the state of being stuck to a bun.

“What a waste of a perfectly good seed.”, he thought while looking at his colleagues.

They seemed happy, tranquillised, in a state of ignorant bliss. Kevin was much more than that – at least that’s what he thought. For days on end, he discovered new corners of the cafe, saw the wise raisin (the one your dear Papa has told you about on this very page in the “Tales of the knowing”).

Kevin grew disgusted with the idea of ever sticking to a bun, being eaten for nutritional purpose. However, he always wondered why he never encountered another sunflower seed, with the same mission in mind, with a similar hunger for more

Excitement.

Knowledge.

Insight.

Reflection.

Kevin became a legend to the brunch ingredients, to the eggs, the fruits, the cheese and even the ruling elite of the coffee council. But never was he mentioned by the sunflower seeds as they never told much about anything in general, forever in a sedated happiness.

Maybe that is why Kevin has become special and these tales are known.

So rise up and don’t stick to a bun!