Updated: May 14
There's this orange that's been sitting on the counter. You know that piece of fruit that is starting to look suspect, but you don't want to waste it, but you don't want to be the tester either. So the fruit just sits, patiently waiting, having an existential crisis. Why I am here, what is the meaning of life? Am I not good enough for you, Julie?! Why did all the other oranges get chosen before me?! Anyhow, I finally worked up the courage to peel this orange. It was delicious. As I am eating the last segment, the words, "Orange you glad you didn't waste it?" go through my head. I laugh out loud. Just me and the babies in the house. Then I think to myself, is this sad or hilarious? I'm telling myself my own bad jokes and laughing. Then I shared it here, with you. This is what my life has become.