i’m not sure what ghosts are at work.

for the third time the trashcan in my office has changed during the night.

i’m not sure how this happens.

i don’t mind at all; it’s just a bit mystifying.  this one is about half the size of my previous receptacle and, as a result, when i attempted to throw my plastic cup in it this afternoon i missed.  i don’t usually miss, because, although i’m unable to see my trashcan when i throw my cup, the fact that it’s mouth is large at it sits just beyond the horizon of my desk’s right edge makes it an easy target.  however, when i tossed my cup from my chair today, i heard the plastic click of the cup on the floor.  then, when i looked, i was surprised by the new, navy-blue, perforated, cylindrical garbage pail which had replaced my previous, solid, dark gray and tapered can.

don’t know…

but i’m on my toes.