I’ve developed a new theory. Shopping carts are following me.
I was at work the other night, and zen navigated the labyrinthine building to a place I’ve only been to twice. On my way out, I see a small green cart from Mervyn’s.
The carts have made it inside the building! If I look behind [...]
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Shopping cart guy was last seen heading down the road. Don’t know where he’s headed. Maybe looking for more bottles.
It’s odd to sometimes see my neighbor elsewhere, out of the context of a mumbled how’re you doing at the door or on my way to the car. I’ve seen him at the grocery store a [...]
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A fragment of a dream from the other night remains.
I was on a train car with six crates. It is darkly lit, and it seems like there are a couple of people I know with me.
Turns out that a tornado is locked up in each one of them.
In our curiosity, we open one, and find [...]
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The shopping cart, like many of its siblings, feels a need to exploring the world. It is a young cart, fresh and clean. It lived at the grocery store, but being put into the corral, day in, day out, seemed so tedious to it. Much in the same way that a late 20-something office worker [...]
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I see a lot of shopping carts attended by people. Not in stores, of course, but far from their homes.
Usually full of bottles on the way to the recycling center, or filled with discarded belongings scavenged by people like shopping cart guy.
This time, spotted a live one. An old man, perhaps 60, wearing a white [...]
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It’s my niece’s birthday today. Although I suppose in her time zone, it has passed already. She is in bed, asleep, happy with her presents, full of cheesecake and feeling no different from the day before, when she was still almost 7.
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We’re going to move. We’ve put down a deposit on a place. But to be sporting, casually checking out other places.
Phone call from roommate to check out “very spacious” two-bedroom apartment in the hip part of town, listed on craig’s list.
It didn’t specify cats/no cats, so Heather wanted to get that out of the way [...]
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