Everyday Yeah one-thousand three-hundred and eighty

I sat on a bench and looked at two bags. The two bags were not of equal size. One of the bags was larger than the other bag. One of the bags was five or six times larger than the bag that was not six or seven times larger than itself. I waited for the smaller of the two bags to grow. It did not grow. I was glad the smaller bag did not grow. If I lose a bag I would prefer to lose the bag that is fifteen or sixteen times larger than the faint growth on my face. The shape of the bag I would prefer to lose was the shape of a human inside a large bag. I asked my bag if it was still okay. It nodded and said, “Yeah.”