Just As I Thought

Waiting

There’s a bottle of water that, seemingly as it’s sole purpose, lives on my living room table.
That’s because every morning I take it out and put it there as I get ready to leave the house. Two blocks up the street, I realize that I forgot it.
When I get home, I put it back in the refrigerator, where it waits until the same chain of events plays out the next morning.

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