5.06.25: Paper Cranes

I still fold every restaurant receipt into an origami crane while waiting for my food. It’s not something I think about much—it just happens automatically at this point. The waiter drops the bill, and a few minutes later there’s a little paper bird sitting on the table. It’s kind of my version of fidgeting, but with a tiny creative twist. I’ve probably made hundreds by now. Some I leave behind, some I stuff in my pockets without thinking. It’s a weird habit, but it keeps my hands busy and my mind calm. Plus, it’s better than doomscrolling, honestly.