Tuesday, May 8, 2007

I wouldn't exchange places with it

There's a HEB plastic bag waiting to cross the road with me. It bobs politely by my side, patiently waiting for the lights to change and then crosses. I watch it climb higher, rolling onto its back. A break for the sun is what it's attempting. Yayy, bag. I worry about it, though. Remember Icarus?

Sorry, I cross-posted but it's been too long since I posted here.


Vi said...

No need to apologize; I think all of my posts here have been cross-posts. :)

Shreyasi Deb said...

so have been mine...this is beautiful R!