Sometimes I leave my broom in the wrong place
I spend a set amount of time looking for it
I give up
Then I stumbled across it
Now I'm too lazy to use it
So I put it back in its proper place
I lay in my unmade bed
contemplating whether or not if I should use the broom for other things
I stare at my paintings instead
I do wish there was more to do with my broom
She cost me 8 bucks
I named my broom
Her name is Besse
She has her own room
We...