Losing my mom in the grocery store
When I was a kid:
this is how i feel in the grocery store/target/duane reade no matter what. too. many. options.
waffles, you bitch, i love you!
sophomore year of college, i lived on the first floor of a dorm that had a cafeteria on the bottom floor. they had waffle makers praisejesus and i obviously put them to good use. every night before i’d fall asleep—i am NOT kidding, this is 100% true—i would think to myself, “only seven more hours until chocolate-chip waffle time.”
that lasted a full semester until my taste buds had finally had enough and i moved on to tomato-and-cheese omelets. “only seven more hours until omelet time.”
i miss cafeterias.
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