I was in the kitchen today to help make pizza. Feeling exuberant at the break from study, I was bounding across the kitchen when I saw a cardboard box that was separate from the others and decided to kick it back into the pile. I headed towards to box and took a great leap, kicking it as I flew over the top. Unfortunately the box was full of 50 pounds of potatoes and didn’t budge an inch. My foot caught on the box and sent me sprawling across the floor as Kim jumped and admonished me not to scare her like that. I picked myself up along with the pieces of self dignity and looked at the box with greater respect.
Things are not always as they appear.
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