day 9.

When I was four years old I got a Crayola coloring set for Christmas. 64 crayons and 12 markers and a 12 pack of chalk, in a little yellow suitcase with a black plastic handle, and special slots for every single piece to nestle perfectly into the two sides of the case. I was enchanted. The perfect, flat points and waxy smell of the crayons. The powdery feel of their labels. The juicy, sharp perfection of unused markers, and the joy of snapping the caps off and on. All those colors. The best part, my very favorite thing in the whole set, was the chartreuse crayon. I’d never seen anything that color before. I loved it so much that I wouldn’t put it down. I carried it around all day, and finally took it into the bathroom with me. 

And then, dear reader? And then? I dropped my chartreuse crayon in the toilet and it was flushed away. Anguish.
I still have terrible flashbacks when I see incomplete sets of things. Don’t let this happen to you. Don’t take your crayons in the bathroom.

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