February 3rd, 2010

Dancing with a plastic bag

I encountered a little plastic bag when I crossed the street on the way home. It was the lightest and most playful bag I’ve seen in a long while. When I stepped forward, it pranced a few steps ahead of me. When I finally caught up to it, it went on the other side of me looking backwards to see if I was following. When I turned the corner, it followed me like it wanted more.

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