Psychology

(Originally published at SarahPin.com. You can comment here or there.)

My scanner feels it can no longer devote itself properly to the task of scanning documents into my computer. It has decided to focus on its art. When plugged in, it sings heartwrenching songs about its five brothers named Padraic, which can be heard from both neighboring apartments.

My immediate reaction to this discovery was relief, because it’s one less thing I have to -ing pack.