Death By Homework

Well hello anyone. As my mind was slugging along the scribbly mess that was my english homework trying to think of something- anything to write on the damn paper, it suddenly sputtered and died, but while in its last death throes, it decided it wanted me to take random pictures. I could not deny my awkwardly twisted mind such thing, therefore, I complied.

Upon retrospection, it probably won't be the best idea, posting this, but I kind of like the awkwardness of it.

Lovely eh?

So this homework of mine actually consisted of analyzing the story "How it Feels to be Colored Me" by Zora Neale Hurston. In it, is a wonderful metaphor comparing humans to paper bags containing items that define us and our experiences. I was unable to find the full text online, but would I really recommend reading it. Anyhow, I wanted to ask nobody, if you were a paper bag, be it brown white purple or red, what items would you hold? I have yet to think of mine, but maybe a small gold ring that has been bent to the point where it lost its original shape, a book with a fourth of its pages blank, and a little swiss army knife. Please do feel free to comment! (: