yesterday’s post was a functional cop-out. you see, i had had a very testing day – and what could’ve transpired through a heart-felt post… would’ve been nasty. desert storm-ish even. in the manner of: “ooh, my foot itches – let me blast off my entire leg with a pipe-bomb or two”.
i do that sometimes…
figuratively, of course.
the source of my discontent, however, managed to worm into my head space again today. and if it wasn’t for Peter – i’d most probably be spewing all sorts of bile right now.
you see, my unsuspecting knight in shining armor brought me something from the chicken bbq-lady close to his parents’ place. decadently oily and seriously delicious, the chicken skin and (brace yourself) chicken asses-on-a-stick* lifted my mood completely! nothing like a good, greasy treat to put a smile on my dial *lol* and not only does he treat me to random snacks of the most forbidden variety – he also listens patiently as i rant away and calls me his poor little bunny.
all at once i’m reminded how trivial the annoyance at school really is – and how blessed i am to have Peter in my life. i mean really, who wouldn’t be?
now if you’ll excuse me – he’s singing in the shower and i have nothing more to say ;0)
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