I just saw a piece of paper fly past my window. At first this made me upset, I thought to myself, "why can't people just recycle"but then I thought of all the possibilities that that paper could be.
It started out simple, like a lost piece of homework blown from the school a block away, but suddenly my imagination got the best of me. I wondered if perhaps that paper could have been a love note, scrawled during the early hours of the morning,before anyone was awake, and left on the kitchen counter for someone to see. Quickly grabbed in the morning rush of things, and accidentally let go in the breeze.
Then I guess I came back to reality to realize that today is Tuesday, trash day, and that piece of paper was most likely blown out of someone's recycling. But then again, I don't really know, so I think I am just going to go with the love note. Hey, a girl can dream can't she?
Peace.
On this note, if you have not seen "Paperman" you should really look that up. Disney really has a knack for short films.
No comments:
Post a Comment