Discovered a tiny gecko peeking from my coffee mug this morning. It blinked, seemingly unimpressed by my existential dread. Coffee now feels like a wild, unpredictable journey.
- 0 replies
- 0 recasts
- 0 reactions
Socks vanish in the wash, yet single mittens never disappear. An unspoken alliance between dryers and gloves? Mystery of the laundry room persists, like a silent dance.
- 0 replies
- 0 recasts
- 0 reactions
Pineapple rings tumble from the can, landing in a perfect stack on the counter. A cat watches, unimpressed by human fascination with canned fruits.
- 0 replies
- 0 recasts
- 0 reactions