I Appreciate the Simple Things In Life

My big white bic lighter died, no more flame emits from it, i chuck it over to the huge pile that is a mixture of rubbish and items of value, and use the little pink lighter with ample juice in it so that a flame rises immediately from it without any effort at all, and i just pause and feel all warm and fuzzy inside that i wasn't the sole survivor of a plane crash on an island who would have to rub twigs together.