Norman couldn't remember why he had entered the kitchen.
There were many good reasons why his legs had brought him here. Perhaps there had been something that Norman had been meaning to do in the kitchen. That would explain why he was now standing near the refrigerator feeling confused.
Norman looked around his kitchen.
He made himself a cup of tea.
He drank the tea, washed his mug and wiped a small amount of liquid off the kitchen bench with some paper towel, which he placed in the kitchen bin under the sink.
Norman still couldn't remember why he had come into the kitchen.
Oh well, he said to himself. At least I've had a nice cup of tea.
Norman left the kitchen feeling triumphant that he hadn't let feeling confused ruin his morning.
Submitted January 18, 2015 at 08:23PM by VoodooAsparagus http://ift.tt/1Aw3x8g lifeofnorman
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