Nobody knows exactly where they came from.

Some say they wandered out of unfinished stories.

Others think they simply got bored of behaving.

They don't have perfect proportions.

They don't match.

They interrupt each other.

They arrive overdressed for ordinary Tuesdays.

They insist on things.

Ridiculous things.

Wonderful things.

Like red lipstick before grocery shopping.

Like oversized bows.

Like wearing pearls with pajamas.

Like waving at dogs before people.

Somewhere along the way,

they forgot they were supposed to be perfect.

So they became interesting instead.

Welcome to their little world.