Sometimes I am the water. Sometimes I am the water bottle. Today, I am the cap on the water bottle. Tomorrow, I think I’m going to be the wrapper. I’ve always wanted to eat lobster and see the beautiful autumn colors in Maine. After all, my value is more appreciated there.
Of course I don’t like it. How would you feel if someone threw you at an annoying fan? I suppose it’s better than the garbage, and that’s where I usually get thrown. I know I cover things up, but guess what—water bottle caps have feelings, too!
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