Love and Popcorn
The joy of its nice smell after 2:30 minutes of heating in the microwave oven is inevitable. Most of my weekends, if I don't go to work, is spent watching movies with friends. A choice of ice cream or popcorn is an essential part of this whole spare time plan. Yesterday, I learned that covering the vanilla ice cream with some ground Nescafe powder makes it more delicious. I had tried many other dressings, but this one was unexpectedly neater.
Sunday afternoon, I think of the next day, the next week and the next weekend. I think of the next movie on my to-watch list. Will I be spending the next year like this? Will I be willing to? Is "popcorn" now a part of my life? Movies of all kind, seems to show the unpurposeful way of passing the time?
The gray cells of the brain, once in a while, have to produce something and are required to review the math they learned many years ago. I feel I am alive. But, I have been forced to love popcorn.
Sunday afternoon, I think of the next day, the next week and the next weekend. I think of the next movie on my to-watch list. Will I be spending the next year like this? Will I be willing to? Is "popcorn" now a part of my life? Movies of all kind, seems to show the unpurposeful way of passing the time?
The gray cells of the brain, once in a while, have to produce something and are required to review the math they learned many years ago. I feel I am alive. But, I have been forced to love popcorn.
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