Apparently there's a black hole somewhere in my house.
So far this week that black hole has swallowed up my favorite pen, my cell phone, a scrap of paper with a phone number I want, two edited pages of a manuscript I'm working on, last week's issue of Entertainment Weekly, and an almost full pack of Extra watermelon-flavored gum and deposited them into another dimension somewhere far outside the scope of all of my mortal senses.
As in the past I presume the black hole will spit them back out come laundry day but for now I wish my things well in whatever alternate universe they are now dwelling in (well, except for the gum...which is cloying and kind of vile and doesn't have to return if it doesn't want to...)
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