My wife keeps a blue pitcher in the kitchen.
If you look inside, you will find:
2 seashells and one fragment of a seashell
a round, pink pencil sharpener
2 key chains, one which says “USA”
a 2013 rabies vaccination id tag, which belonged to—but was never worn by—our previous cat
3 paperclips, two small ones and a big one
a golf ball marker
2 extra keys
a basketball air pump needle
a silver trinket of unknown origin or potential usage
a metal square which says “Calvin Klein”
a tiny binder clip
a small plastic bag with a gold button inside
$1.70 in change,
plus one cent in play money
Why does my wife keep these things in a blue pitcher?
I do not know,
but there is something about it
that helps me understand
why she likes
the bits and pieces
inside of me.