365 Days Writing Prompt Challenge: Day 358

358. Picnic:

Forrest Gump once said that life was like a box of chocolates. I thought it was more akin to a picnic. 

Picnics could be fun but they often got rained out or even cancelled before you began. More often than not there were annoying ants that crawled up your legs or your pants or birds that bothered you for food. Sometimes the food was crap and you wondered why you’d made that in the first place, but occasionally you felt thoroughly satisfied with your part. The rug always seemed to be made of scratchy material and you had to make sure there weren’t any rocks or sticks that were going to stab you in the bum when you sat down. 

Yep, life wasn’t like a box of chocolates, it was like a picnic and a lot of the time you did know what you were going to get, but you feigned ignorance or just put up with it.

2017 isn’t going to be like that. 


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