this morning #1964.

this morning, after scanning the five items in my kitchen cabinet for far too long in a fog, i opted for the big bag of chips. poured a pile out onto a paper plate. quick & easy. honey barbecue breakfast. best flavor hands down. no doubt. best paired with a frosty mug of root beer. if only i had a bottle of that in the fridge. water will have to do. i sat down in front of the TV. turned it on & dug in. did my best to savor each & every mouthful of chips. mostly did but got distracted a little bit. kept thinking about one of my co-workers. juniper. strange name but a thing of beauty. classic sexy office style. completely unattainable for me of course. she’s a solid nine. i’m more of a four. still, that doesn’t mean that a man can’t dream.