Now, if you’re thinking, “a toaster is not a good enough reason to continuing living such a futile existence,” then you’ve never experienced the way a piece of golden brown, bread, gently rising from an evenly-heated, cooking chamber, can lift one’s battered spirits from even the darkest pits of despair.
Turns out toasters are a good enough reason not to lose hope that life has meaning. Madeleine Trebenski explains why over at McSweeney’s.
