Hisssstory

After work, I went to the auction for nothing in particular. I made an impulse bid at the beginning and waited for an Indian head McCoy planter at the end. Really it was an old cookie jar with no lid and a cracked ‘i’ in ‘cookie’.

When it was all over, I wondered why I stayed so long?
When I climbed in my car, I wondered why I hadn’t eaten?

It was after eight, so I jumped off the interstate to stop at Dunkin’ Donuts for nothing in particular. I bought a donut on impulse and waited for them to toast a croissant before I left. Really it was stuffed with chicken salad.

Just before the highway ramp, my tire decided it was tired. A flat. My tire was history.

‘i’ had the impulse to lose my lid. It was the real McCoy.

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