The Compulsive Folder

I am sometimes alarmed by the amount of paper I fold without even realizing it. Sometimes when I am sitting at work completely stressed out about a deadline or something of the sort, I look down at the desk in front of me and find it strewn with little tiny cranes.

They said it would rain today so I put on my rain jacket in the morning. Later, as I was leaving work, it felt a bit nippy outside, so I slipped my hands into my pockets to warm them.
In my left pocket, I felt two little paper cranes. I don't remember the last time I wore that jacket.

That was a new low.

And the box keeps getting fuller...