This Little Stool

For no particular reason, I was reminded of a little, red stool that I used to have. Painted on it in white paint, it said: "This little stool is mine. I use it all the time. To reach the things I couldn't, and lots of things I shouldn't."

I found a picture of one online (because Google has everything!)

I suppose I wish there was a little stool like this in my life right now. Something to lift me up to get those just-out-of-reach items. Maybe it's a metaphor for life, in a way.

That's all.