Today me is so Fucking in love with yesterday me right now. Yesterday I made myself a salad and then instead of wrapping up all of the ingredients I made another salad that I thought maybe I’d eat before breakfast. But I didn’t eat it for breakfast. I stopped at Costco on my way home from the hospital for the fish I was craving yesterday when traffic forced me to bypass Costco and buy worm infested salmon from someone else and picked up some cooked bottom feeder along with the fish and some other treats. I was so hungry on my way back that I ate a huge amount of cherries and then the precooked stuff when I got home. That was about 2 1/2 hours ago. So, it’s dinner time now, I’m not starving but I am just heavy with fatigue and thinking I should eat a vegetable for my health when I remember the salad in the fridge and now I am so happy thinking that I was looking out for myself last night. To some people this may not be a big deal, but to me it’s practically astonishing.
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