Rainy Day Procrastination…

My cat strolls in and lounges onto my lap. She purrs, saying, “What’s the rush?” I scratch her ear and her love motor goes into second gear. I sip more coffee and watch rain beat down that cardboard box.

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RainI lean back, sip coffee, and watch the rain beat down an empty cardboard box sagging outdoors. The movers left Monday and I scan the boxes still stacked inside my office. I’ve got to unpack this stuff.

Brown, elastic tape wraps over and around each folded corrugated top. A knife or scissors could cut through this chaos and I’d find a home for whatever’s packed inside. Probably lots of items tightly wrapped in paper.

My cat strolls in and lounges onto my lap. She purrs, saying, “What’s the rush?” I scratch her ear and her love motor cruises into a slow second gear. I sip more coffee and watch rain beat down that cardboard box.

-M. Duda

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