It's been a rough ride lately with the breakfasts. I want to keep things together but this past week has been a challenge especially and not strictly in respect of breakfasts.
This morning I packed a bag for my upcoming weekend retreat and chose to shower instead of breakfast. I was still late for the 21. Jumped up and down on the median waving at it like a lunatic as it drove away. I decided I had to have consolation coffee and so weighed the consequences of using a disposable cup for a hot beverage from Shell. As I approached the gas station, an acquaintance of mine cheerfully crossed my path. She was also late and she was also going in for a consolation coffee. We contemplated the chemical pastries together. She decided on a Strawberry Nutri-bar. I selected a Passion Flakie. One of my favourite things to hurt myself with.
It actually turned out to be an extremely pleasant outdoor breakfast with sweet-faced company, showing our breaths to each other in the frigid temperature, stamping our feet together at the bus stop.
She did not hold back her admiration of my Flakie.
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