Somehow I woke up to the smell of pancakes that weren’t
there. I could have sworn I’ve never woken up to such scenarios before. Perhaps
a part of me wished for it, and my brain conjured its magic to have my
olfactory perception danced to those stacks of soft fluffiness. Yet, in its
absence, I walked to the kitchen for a day can’t officially begin without
proper breakfast. What is this? No bread with butter, no eggs with bacon, and
certainly not even leftovers were available. What now, did I not do groceries
last week? Oh, it seems that was last on my list of priorities. Hunger beckoned
and I have absolutely nothing edible. Time for some food shopping and two free
cookies from Subway. White chocolate and macadamia nuts ones, yum.
My mood was well today, except when I have to return to
studying for finals tomorrow. Sigh, I honestly can’t wait for this semester to
die already. Now, it is playing Ichigo (of Bleach) and as such almost every
boss will lose before him because you know killing him is a futile effort. My
brain doesn’t operate that way apparently, it chooses when to shut down towards
the finish line. Maybe, my friend just needs some energy right now. Giant
seemed reluctant to welcome “the most wonderful time of the year,” its employees
fashioned weary looks and the store lacked the cheery Christmas decorations. Whatever,
it doesn’t interfere with my motive and I intend to have that settled by 2pm.
I was either trying to make my day interesting or being
absolutely nosy about other’s business. At the cashier; I helped this old lady
put a crate of drinking bottle on the belt, let another old lady go ahead
before me with her one block of ham, and praised the cashier for her pretty
hairdo. All of that for “thank you”s, “God bless you” and a smile, I must be
going bonkers. GavinL mentioned that I might crave for human compassion and
attention once I start living alone, and I may be in denial here, fingers
crossed that he’s wrong.
Medley,
Vonnie S.
Vonnie S.
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