Calliope schleps their two-stuffed-paper-sack-maximum to truck. “C’mon guys. The flyer says… Shred will be accepted from 9AM to 11AM SHARP”
“It also sezzzzz — All persons will remain in their vehicles, and Assistance will be available.” Thalia puffs at a Henny-hair tumbleweed that floats across kitchen tiles. “For freeeeee! Our bank makes it so easy to lighten our load.”
“And our shelves.” Nia hands Typist her FOB, then jots a note to sign up for more online statements. Paper statements are a habit whose shedding time has come.
Accept yourself, love yourself, and keep moving forward. If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down.
~ Roy T. Bennett