I have been so busy lately, really running and going like crazy. And wouldn't you know it, I finally have a moment for a little creative outlet, and I'm feeling vacantly uninspired.
Yesterday, I bit into this beautiful homegrown fuji only to find out it was full of worms. Well, there was just one worm, but that was one too many. I'm pretty certain I didn't eat any of the extra protein. But I had a lump in my throat all afternoon anyway.
It feels like some kind of metaphor. I just don't know what it means.