And then there was one. One piece of bread, that is.
Once again we’ve put off going to the grocery store for so long that we only have random condiments and foods that don’t really work alone and certainly don’t work in combination.
Of course, there’s still popcorn. Good thing I’m perfectly fine with just eating that. I like to think of myself as low-maintenance. At times I think I’m even no-maintenance. At other times I realize I’ve been staring entranced at a wall for thirty minutes. And then I realize how pathetic I actually am.
And this is what we call life. Whatever happened to when I used to be funny and comedic and stuff? I guess a non-balanced diet may have killed off that part of my brain. Or something else may have. Like cougars. Or grad school. Or teaching. Or global warming. Oops, I mean “climate change.”