Eat Your Carrots
2009 December 9
Mid-cut of my last carrot today at lunch, I realized that just one more bite might push the rivets on my jeans beyond their breaking point. I was done.
I kid you not, that carrot gave me one last look as he rolled off my plate into the can with the rest of the scraps. I was tempted to dig him back out and find a way to preserve the lil guy forever. Decided this is easier.
I don’t know about you, but I have a hard time throwing away anything with a face.
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