the triumphant return of mr. fantastic

for about a week now I've noticed this piece of popcorn every time I've gotten up from my couch:

i’ve resisted picking it up without really knowing why; normally i’d just chalk it up to being (spoiler alert) a lazy slob, but I knew that wasn’t the reason this time even if I didn’t really know if there was a reason at all.

i couldn’t help but think of the popcorn as a brave little mouse out & about, scurrying under the chair as he tried to get back home from wherever brave little mice go whenever they’re out & about.

but then the name “mr. fantastic” popped into my pretty little head & I suddenly knew WHY I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of him:

i've decided i'm gonna let him linger for a few more days. 🤗