Friday, December 11, 2009
How unkind we were back then. Amused at Karla taking the same ham salad every day. To shy to ask outside this personal safe zone.
And now here I am. Every day I have the same cheese and pickle sandwich with trimmings. One banana, one orange, and an apple. Week in month out, year after year.
Mind you, every now and then, just so that I can feel that I am walking near the edge of the line, I have corned beef instead. I don’t tell anyone though.