I was nearing the end of one of my ritualistic periods of taking the car out for a spin on Sunday to clear my head and cleanse my mind, achieving this pinnacle of zen with a walk in the park and a hot drink in my hand.
and then running errands for my mum.
Today, my mom wanted me to go to Stater Bros. after I dropped off my library books and pick up some cake mix and some already ripened bananas.
This is because my sister and I have started a baking craze within her after we found a recipe called “Almost Better Than Sex” cake on a diabetic recipes website and made it to test it for ourselves.. Although we both are still virgins [ (; ]
Overall it was pretty freaking good.
But my mom really liked this Banana Bread recipe she found off the site, and wanted to share it with everyone she knew (Basically, our west coast relations) because she thought it was better than $3x. Well she didn’t really say that but it proves the other recipe false, because it is the more deliciouso of the two.
So, back at Stater Bros. I collect the ripest looking bananas I could find, (they had the most brown spots out of the entire pile) pick up a box of cake mix, and wander around the store looking for something maybe I could get with the remaining bits of change.
While I browse through the canned soups, a random pair of hands envelopes around my stomach and proceeds to hold me. I look down and I see a small pair of hands meticulously decorated with rings, bracelets and bangles and red nail polish. I also feel two round mounds pressed against my back. I smell the scent of sweet perfume, vanilla lotion, and fruity conditioner all at once. Overall it was heavenly, albeit very surprising.
She holds on to me for the longest time. It seemed like an entire lifetime before she let go; and i didn’t want her to.
I turn around to see a green-eyed girl with short cut dark brown hair stare at me happily and smile with a mouth that would make husbands divorce their wives.
Shes wearing a floral patterned hairband, a beige tank-top, and light blue capris.
She continues smiling while I gaze back, starstruck with my mouth popped open.
She stops smiling, blushes as red as the Campbell’s soup logo and says
"I’m so sorry! I thought you were my boyfriend, you guys look so alike that I mistook you for him, sorry!"
I say some gibberish with my mouth organ.
"Haha! I’m so sorry if I surprised you! Bye now!"
She walks to the end of the aisle, stops, turns around and flashes a peace sign at me while smiling and disappearing at the same time.
and then shes gone.
my mind goes blank
I stand still, staring at her exit point and my mind is as white as a fresh new sheet of copy paper.
and then it hit me. The truth, the reality, the gravity of that situation flourished in my mind like one huge epiphany.
I smile, and head the opposite way, towards the checkout area and the exit.
A blond with her hair tied back proceeds to process my items and then stares at me with her blue eyes while she hands me my bananas and cake mix.
I smile at her
"Have a good day."
She smiles back
"You have a good one too."
I throw the box and the fruit in the passenger seat and then quietly sit in the parking lot for a good minute.
I proceed to turn on the engine, and leave the lot, heading home; smiling the entire time.
Taken from here. I’ve taken the liberty to add little comments in (parenthesis & bold) :) Oh & I have absolutely no clue why he spells it “pomography” - maybe he doesn’t want it to come up in search engines when people search for porn.