I forgot how they taste
In magazine class yesterday I decided to indulge a craving.
The craving had been there since Monday night when I finished my workout. I pushed hard on the stairs, sprinting the last three of 60 storeys. Maybe too hard. After finishing the workout, my hands shook for a long time after I showered and stared frowning into the fridge.
I wanted red meat and it wasn't there.
It not being there was no surprise, but wanting it was.
For three years I avoided it and now the mere thought of it was making my mouth water.
So after magazine class I dragged Shannon through the school with me to Harvey's and picked up a hamburger and fries. She got grilled chicken on a bun. We took them back to the caf and found our regular group.
I unwrapped the burger and bit into it as Shannon ate my burnt fries.
Few burgers have ever tasted so good to me.
The craving had been there since Monday night when I finished my workout. I pushed hard on the stairs, sprinting the last three of 60 storeys. Maybe too hard. After finishing the workout, my hands shook for a long time after I showered and stared frowning into the fridge.
I wanted red meat and it wasn't there.
It not being there was no surprise, but wanting it was.
For three years I avoided it and now the mere thought of it was making my mouth water.
So after magazine class I dragged Shannon through the school with me to Harvey's and picked up a hamburger and fries. She got grilled chicken on a bun. We took them back to the caf and found our regular group.
I unwrapped the burger and bit into it as Shannon ate my burnt fries.
Few burgers have ever tasted so good to me.
