Over the weekend, I found a tiny pink plastic shoe on the ground near my office.
I placed it at eye level, on a wooden post, by the stairs.
This morning, on that same post, was this picture.
I love stuff like this so much. Little things that make the mundane seem wonderful.
Years ago at Texas A&M, anthropology students mourned a dead cockroach: www.buzzfeednews.com/article/kris...
This happened over a short period of time, and eventually the roach was sent off with a funeral pyre.
