Thursday, April 21, 2022

In, Or Rather Out Of, The Bin

I have had a new waste bin in my bedroom for almost a year now and I have become a terrible aim since it arrived.

Every time I throw a rolled up paper, I seem to miss. It bugs me because - for years - I have thought of myself as a sharpshooter when it comes to throwing paper into bins. 

This newer bin has become my Kryptonite.

I'm not just talking the long throws either. I've even failed when I am right near the bin after having missed the gap by centimetres.

This is the kind of post you get immediately after I miss on the first throw of the day.

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