sjsprWriting

I found myself relating to a Welch's fruit snack I found squished on the floor today. When I picked it up, its gooey self all miserably flat, with some of it still clinging on to the floor, I thought, "How freaking sad." Then I stared at it a little while longer, and started feeling like it, so I think its pretty lame of me. I'm pretty lame sometimes. 

But Ad gave me cheap, vanilla creme cookies later after my lame revelation, and I thought, Wow, this is great. I loved them when I was younger, and now I feel a thousand times better. The cookies melted in my mouth in the most pleasant way possible. 

So thanks Ad, for making my day better. Love you.