lunch

[sarahskirt]

I just had a sandwich for lunch.

I tasted it.

Actually, I smelled it before I tasted it. I smelled delicious fragrant arugula wonderfulness. I might never forget that exact smell, and the realization that came along with it. This process may repeat many times in my life, but each time, the First Smell makes an impression (I think after my surgery

Comments

[walkingbytch]

omg dude you SMELLED IT!!!!

What was it? I'm just happy you could smell it.

[sarahskirt]

I am so freaking happy, at this point I'd be excited to smell dog shit on my shoe.

But this was much better than dog shit. It was chicken, provolone and pesto on a pita with arugula and tomato - it was greasy as hell with olive oil and I ate the whole fucking thing and washed it down with tea. I'm going to have more tea and an apple in a bit. I hope this lasts. I could fucking cry.

[walkingbytch]

I'm so happy you could smell it PERIOD. I could cry for you dude. I could not imagine going through my day to day not being able to smell just the day to day city smells, although some, not so much. lol

[sarahskirt]

Aw thanks, sweetie. It's nice to have people sympathize - I usually feel like a crazy person for taking it so seriously.

Not being able to smell in Cuba, I'm told, was something of a blessing ;)

[ailado]

Yay! Simple pleasure man, but for some of us (and especially you, in this case) they are the most important. I don't know why this post makes me so happy. I'm just really glad for you. I'm full of love today.

[sarahskirt]

Seriously, I beg you, take time to smell something you love today, and enjoy the act of smelling.

[ailado]

I will. I will!