I was forced to throw out the equivalent of two slices of coffee cake. I'd rather not get into the circumstances that allowed this travesty to happen. Dwelling on the past wont bring those poor slices of coffee cake back. Just know that deep down in my heart, I'm in a lot of pain right now.
I'm flying to New York tomorrow to try and escape the misery that I have created... or I may have actually booked the flight weeks ago so that I could visit my friends. It's hard to be sure what the truth of the matter is right now. The tears blur the vision something awful, that's for sure. I should probably pack or something.
ok, bye.
6 comments:
I just had a moment of silence for those slices of coffee cake.
Wave when you pass over western NY.
may they dwell in the house of the lord, forever and ever, amen.
Nobody doesn't like coffee cake.
You can make more when you return.
yeah, i was going to say the same as anon. why can't you just make some more? are the ingredients really expensive?
cadiz - it's not the fact that he can't make more. It's the fact that he had to throw 2 pieces away. You should never have to throw away coffee cake unless it's store bought. When my mom made coffee cake it was eaten the same day. Throwing away two pieces is like pouring redbull down the drain . . . heartbreaking.
Madelyn: AMEN!!
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