Today on my way into work, I finally proved reincarnation. Over the thousands, millions, bazillions years we've been around, the actual amount of time where one can get an iced, soy, caramel latte is actually only a few decades. Since I sincerely loved my iced, soy, caramel latte, I was most pleased to believe that I reincarnated enough (or not enough) to be a human, drinking a lovely drink on a Friday summery morning. Of course, it could also be a coincidence. Maybe I didn't really prove anything other than I like soy caramel lattes, iced in May.
Recently, my tummy has been singing my praises. Maybe I've not been eating the food it wants. All I know is that for the last few days, my tummy has been happy for hours after a meal. Tonight I had gnocchi. It's warm potato-y goodness with garlic and cheesy goodness. That was hours ago and my tummy is still humming with pleasure. It's almost like sharing a body with a happy creature. Possibly one that reincarnated from a squirrel. Or not.
An Erinku:
My button is missing
from an old pair of shorts.
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