1/19

I see a bright pink sofa that's covered in snow sitting in the middle of a busy street.  Everyone has to slow down and get into one lane to go around it.  I wonder where it came from, how it got there, who it belonged to.  If it fell off someone's car, surely they would have realized it and come back.  Or maybe some guy finally had enough of his wife's pink sofa and it "accidentally" fell off his truck.  Whatever happened,  I wonder if it will still be there tomorrow.