Today, a small American rabbit named José awoke to his usual lighter fluid
enema.
Today, however, was not like any other day. Today was going to be the best day his insignificant, cynical-spider-bitten soul had ever known. Today he was going to reach for that one white-hot star, the ultimatum of all being that would propel his mind into an eternal state of being that he knew would bring so much more fulfillment than living underneath a hollow, rotting log in the forest of loudmouthed trees that believed their branches reached much higher than they did. Today was significant. Today José was significant. Today, he walked out of his crumbling life and across the road, headed for significance, where he was promptly hit by a car and killed.
Today, however, was not like any other day. Today was going to be the best day his insignificant, cynical-spider-bitten soul had ever known. Today he was going to reach for that one white-hot star, the ultimatum of all being that would propel his mind into an eternal state of being that he knew would bring so much more fulfillment than living underneath a hollow, rotting log in the forest of loudmouthed trees that believed their branches reached much higher than they did. Today was significant. Today José was significant. Today, he walked out of his crumbling life and across the road, headed for significance, where he was promptly hit by a car and killed.