It's been forever.
I'm so sorry.
I could get into the why and the what and the how come and the....
not gonna do that.
So instead I'll choose to just sit here and act like we talk everyday.
Like friends you can see after years apart and it's like no time at all has gone by.
That'll be us, deal?
So I have something groundbreaking to tell you.
Oh yeah, it's H.U.G.E.
I went here today.
That's what I wanted to tell you.
I conquered a sandwich.
I then drove home whilst eating aforementioned sandwhich.
I thought I'd just take a bite and finish the rest at home.
One delicious bite turned into two.
Two turned into 3.
Which turned into 46.
Which eventually turned into me driving down the highway at 65mph eating my hoagie with mayonaise and honey mustard dripping off of my hands and all down my shirt whilst steering with my knees.
Man that was delicious.
A police officer noticed my erratic knee driving behavior, began to pull me over, but then noticed the Wawa wrapper, and smiled knowingly whilst he let me continue to eatdrive with a wave of his hand.
Which didn't actually happen but I'm sure had there been a policeman that ^ is exactly what would have happened. Because it's like a code. A Wawa code if you will.
So that's it.
That's what I wanted to share today.
I. Went. To. Wawa's.
Tomorrow, my coffee shop story.
For now I am going to work on the mustard stain on my shirt. And my pants.
So worth it.