Shouldn't…but Do

A desiccated pea.  One semi-sweet chocolate chip.  One white chocolate chip.  Various sized broken bits of spaghetti.

Whether it is down couch cushions, car seats – or under the microwave – the resulting booty gives pause for thought.  Remains tell stories.

Though dried of  vitality, stale, and forgotten, there is something to  residue – it survives.  Speaks to Christmas treats,  a dish that missed – or comfort food, repeatedly prepared.  Wizened but sometimes startling memory.

We clean for good reasons, keep things moving forward.  But sometimes forget in the name of progress, that  remains still stand – or wait – in out of the way places, or under the microwave .