holmium

So I’m sitting at the dining room table eating my breakfast, and my dog is chewing on this stuffed beaver animal toy and I’m just eating, enjoying my life. My dog gets up and leaves behind the beaver and out of the corner of my eye I see the beaver FUCKING MOVE. Undeniably move like it was trying to get up or something. So I whip my head around with tofu hanging out of my mouth and stare at it hard while my mom and aunt are oblivious to all this and talking about Jesus or something. And for a split second I think, “oh my god, this TOY IS ALIVE LIKE IN TOY STORY IT MADE THE MISTAKE OF MOVING WHEN A HUMAN WAS WATCHING IT.” But I look back at my plate and look at from the corner of my eye again hoping it’ll fuck up again. I eat calmly and I wash my dishes and almost forget about it until I walk past the damn thing and notice a string hanging off of it. And I realized the stupid toy got caught on the dog as she walked away.

I thought that for a split second it could have been maybe alive and I was thinking about fairies and wizards and santa and shit and it felt like I was experiencing what I imagine a religious epiphany would be like. lol. It felt nice.