Some days... I am...
the piece of tissue sitting beside the empty garbage bin.
the granules of sugar on the counter that didn't make it into your coffee cup.
the extra slice of toast on your finished breakfast plate.
the dirty pair of socks that fell onto the stairs from an armful of laundry.
the little bit of toothpaste on your cheek that you didn't notice in the mirror.
Some days.... you don't notice.
Some days... I don't exist.
Some days... leftovers.
Some days...
