So this is my tissue box at work.
The cleaning lady makes these lovely decorative flowers and because of them I can barely bring myself to use my tissues.
Then the other day I sneezed and I needed a tissue.
And I discovered that I could just pick up the flower…
Grab a regular tissue…
…and put the flower back.
Beauty, er something… remains.
And you just got into my brain for a few seconds.
How’d that feel?