homecoming swifts
you see! air-tunnels
do exist
There's a first time for
everything. I guess the saying goes for ”things” in a human life.
On a grander scale … I couldn't say. But for the first time in my
life stretching for over half a century under the influence of
American culture I buy a cheese-burger. I buy a cheese-burger and eat
it. Some things happens just once in a lifetime. Like me buying and
eating a cheese-burger.
still to the South a star
I can't name
Ideally I'm a vegetarian
but I get too air-headed if I don't once in a while devour some
(supposed) muscles of an animal. Given the nature of modern food
industry, I can't really be sure whether the meat hidden between the
two halves of assumed bread really is bovine. All winter and spring a
gigantic scam has rolled across Europe exposing horse meat in what
was sold as cow. Well, if you buy cheap, you get mostly imitations of
the real thing, and the real thing is really expensive these days.
for what it's worth we
date in Plato's cave
Home again I make an
Ayurvedic herbal cleansing drink.
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