pre·sen·ti·ment

What’s this… a present, a mint? What the?

Intuition tells me Steve put this on my desk. Like he has room to talk – every day when he walks in… whew. He may have applied his roll-on but somewhere between home and office, it rolled off.

Wait, maybe I left the mint on my desk last night.

“A hunch is creativity trying to tell you something.” ~ Frank Capra

Here’s a fun fact: Blue crabs shed their shells and lungs, and they do this often if they live long enough. It’s like a whole new, minted crab each time, born again – sort of. They essentially start all over, soft and vulnerable, hiding and seeking shelter while abstaining from food and, hopefully, predators during this time. But hey, it’s all worth it because they can smoke a pack a day and get away with it.

Here’s another fun fact: I threw up in my mind when I was told this while peering over a tub crammed with molting crabs. Hard to determine the old parts from the new guys because everything just looked like a bunch of claws and antenna squirming around, and I was swatting flies while making up reasons in my head to end the conversation quickly and get back to the car.