Yesterday I saw a brown stuffed bunny rabbit, the size of an infant with soft fur and floppy ears. There wasn't anything special about the bunny, and no one I was with wanted me to buy it, as it was "a waste of money".
Yet it made me happy, so I bought it. I now own a stuffed rabbit from the children's section.
In a couple of weeks it will join the small pile of stuffed animals that live at the foot of my bed, but last night and today, and hopefully tomorrow, it brings me happiness.
And that's all I'd really like to own in life, a small soft bit of happiness that I can call my own.
(True Story)
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