Subject: it's okay to fish, because they have no feelings

Mood: mediocre
Music: Nirvana's "Something In The Way"

A deliberate misquote.

I made myself supper tonight. This really is newsworthy, at least in my life. I made lemon pepper corn and Carolina saffron yellow rice. Walking through the corridors at the middle school today, I could smell corn from the cafeteria. It made me think about how Anne makes corn. She's put in all kinds of stuff in it. I thought specifically of her lemon pepper corn, but she's put in all sorts of spices, and sometimes peppers and other veggies, or rice or something. We put rice in a lot of things, because we bought that huge, 40 lb bag of white rice. It was cheap to buy it in bulk, and we figured we'd always have food that way. You get sick of white rice pretty quick though.

The brand on the rice I bought was Carolina, and saffron sounded southern. I'm pretty sure it is. I don't know. I bought the stuff, and I called Anne before I made supper.

I miss South Carolina. I miss Anne.

I'm thinking of being an English major again, so I can go be an editor. I don't think I'm cut out to be an LMHC. I don't know what I'm doing half the time, and the most exciting part of my day was when my supervisor let me edit her incident report. It was something I know I'm good at.

Something, in a sea of nothing. So, still, I'm drowning.

- dearjoan's shadow



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