IT BLINKED …

The first time I watched this short film it was late at night.  My son had just left for college and in my room sat a leftover box. I kept waiting for eyes to peek out the hand-holes and blink curiously at me in the darkness.

After what seemed hours, I could stand it no more.

In the dead of night I hauled that stupid box outside, broke it down and stuffed it into the garbage can. Then I dragged the can up to the street where it sat waiting to be picked up for two days.

Even to this day, the hand holds in cardboard boxes gives me the willies.

Blink