I keep a pair of scissors in every room of my house. There are scissors in my car and always always in my checked bag. (There are also mayonnaise packets in my purse and carry-on.) I don’t go anywhere without scissors and mayonnaise. The mayo is just because it’s delicious and makes even cardboard sandwiches from a gas station edible. The scissors are because every blasted thing one comes in contact with these days is packaged. Wrapped in hard plastic or layers of cardboard, which are encased in endless tape. Every gadget in one’s cart, every item that magically appears on one’s doorstep … packaged. All of it wrapped up tight and I cannot for the life of me open it. Not any of it.
I'm always amused by how I relate to things you write about. I keep scissors in my car as well because of all the god awful plastic...and mustard is my packaged choice for sandwiches. lol.
My favorite example was when I once saw a post with a peeled orange in a plastic box. The caption read: If only there was a natural way to preserve an orange.
I'm always amused by how I relate to things you write about. I keep scissors in my car as well because of all the god awful plastic...and mustard is my packaged choice for sandwiches. lol.
My favorite example was when I once saw a post with a peeled orange in a plastic box. The caption read: If only there was a natural way to preserve an orange.
I so enjoy and relate to your essays!