The Gray Bunny (graybunny) wrote,
The Gray Bunny

Tonight, I brought up the groceries and put the bags on the kitchen counter. As I was putting them away, I heard a bag rustle. I looked around and watched the box of cookies, which had been standing on end even though it wasn't designed to, slowly tip over and land on the rest of the bag with a soft thud. And I thought, I know how you feel, buddy.

Then I realized I was talking to a box of cookies.
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