The Thread of the Story

I started as a thread, but I felt underfed -so I ate everything I could find, until I became a string. But my edges became frayed, and I was afraid I’d expire -so I grew tougher and stronger until I became a wire-and sometimes a A tireless carrier of current events. But then I saw a cable, and thought “oh, that could be me”, and plot twist -I met up with some other wires, and we combined and intertwined, until a cable we would be. (No, not Spectrum or cable TV). I still remember my days as a thread, back in the old neighborhood. Wrapped around a spool on a table,