On Two Chicken Carcasses Falling into My Lap

Sometimes, life presents us with crippling ambiguities. You know what I'm talking about. Other times, we are presented with two chicken carcasses, as well as a refrigerator containing carrots, onions, garlic, and celery. The clouds clear, existential doubts subside, and a straight line appears. It is in these moments when a man knows he must bring a pot of chicken soup into the world. Those are my carcasses, and I am that man.