Sometimes I feel like my life is a photo copy of itself. And a bad one at that. I feel like I need to buy a new ink cartridge or some better quality paper, then I realize I just need to crawl out of the dang machine! Then I push up against the lid and realize that someone left a box on top, and left. I can only trust it was an accident. Hopefully, it's nothing valuable cause it's about to be on the floor.