Morning Disturbance and a Box With Wheels

Something unusual happened this morning.

The closet was restless.

Usually mornings arrive quietly here.

A little light through the door.

A few slow sounds from the room.

But today the door opened again.

And again.

And again.

Clothes were lifted.

Folded.

Moved to different places.

Shelves that normally sleep in silence suddenly had opinions.

There was no peaceful corner left in the closet.

At first I watched carefully from the shadows.

Humans become very busy when they start moving objects that usually stay still.

But then something else caught my attention.

Near the door stood a large box with wheels.

It had appeared quietly during the morning chaos.

The box did not move.

But it clearly had plans to.

Clothes slowly disappeared inside it.

Shirts.

Sweaters.

Socks that looked slightly confused.

The more I watched, the more curious I became.

Why would anyone place their favorite things into a traveling box?

And more importantly…

why was I not inside it yet?

If the clothes were going somewhere,

it seemed only logical that a curious creature should go too.

For research purposes, of course.

So I am now considering a small experiment.

Next time the closet door opens,

I might quietly climb into the box with wheels.

Just to see where it goes.

Pure curiosity.

Nothing else.

Probably.

Notes by Mr. Monsterʘʘ