The Turgid Drama of The Meals on Wheels

I carefully packed my breakfast and lunch last night, as I usually do. This morning I pulled the bag out... and left it on the kitchen table. I realized this halfway down the street but I was running a bit behind, so I didn't feel like I had the time to turn around.

When I got to the bus stop, the bus was also running late. Not quite enough for me to hike up the hill and back, but enough that if I had turned around when I realized, I would have been fine.