so we ordered pizza lastnight. with my inability to feel "normal" and Taranis' hunger for something different there was never a better option. so we had pizza lastnight and tonight... mmmmmmmmmmm piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiza
i still don't feel normal. worse, i have heartburn from... Cream of Onion soup... Yes, I ate cream of onion soup. I didn't know what it was when i started, but it soon became clear to me what I was eating. And with no tastebuds, who cared?! not me. and beggars can not be choosers when they are eating free food from the employee cafeteria.
i like to day dream... do you like to day dream? i think we're going to play the lottery. even if i don't win the whole thing I would love to win some of it. dreaming of my dream home in Arkansas and the place we would buy/build on the beach in florida... The traveling and the ability to be our own bosses by starting our own business, no idea what we would do yet, its different every time...
“...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.”--Stephen King
4-30-11 = Best Day of My Life
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