Door mat dormant Joely pants was prostrated heavily on a tea towel placed on the table next to an obsolete printer. He was having his afternoon catnap.
When was it? Hard to be precise. It happened over and over again for so many times, and each time was very akin to all the others. It therefor became nearly impossible to tell the different occasions apart.
And so he became a legend, doing what he was really good at for at least 10,000 hours, as predicted by Malcolm Gladwell.
Door mat dormant Joely pant is currently prostrated heavily on a tea towel placed on the table next to an obsolete printer.
Unless he suddenly becomes fitful and bangs down the pen holder, causing big commotion and trepidation (mainly to himself) this occasion will be no different from all the previous ones. It will collapse in memory into a single grand event. An event destined to be celebrated and reenacted by future generations of big docile felines for as long as there are tea towels and tables and obsolete printers around.
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