One Night.

 

I just finished staring down the empty barrel of a gelato container. I’m pretty sure that I made out with that spoon, too.

No reason why, except that life just felt extra real today.

Belgian Chocolate. Emotional trance. Blissful amusement. Worth it.

Hoping tomorrow that celery seems worth it again.

 

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