this morning #1956.

this morning, for breakfast i decided to fry up an egg. haven’t done that in a while. grabbed the largest one out of the carton & cracked it into the pan. out fell a double yolk. growing up, mom always said it was a sign of good luck. abundance or something. thinking about it now as an adult, i have trouble seeing it that way. sure it’s novel & whatnot but it’s also sort of messed up. like…couldn’t this egg have developed into twins? i paused. thought about it for a sec. i guess not. there’s probably not enough room for two inside the shell. they’d get all squished up. either way, it’s too late now. all i can do is appreciate the sacrifice they made so that i can have a slightly larger bagel sandwich today.