Saturday, July 14, 2012

Oh Soba Noodles

Oh soba noodles
Jesus Christ so delicious
Picture perfect meal


Things I'm Grateful About Today:
-Thrifting with old friends
-Pizza shirt
-My backyard
-New mug
-Tea
-Soba noodles
-Jazz
-Feeling great after a run

Sometimes I get the urge to write about something so I do:

For her they were more than just liquid holders. Each mug she collected held a special place in her heart, which may sound silly, but the mugs she had were meaningful. Occasionally while browsing through thrift and second hand shops specific mugs would catch her attention. Sure there were mugs that looked appealing and that she liked. The mugs she bought from such places, however, were never those types of mugs. She would only buy the mugs that instantly stood out to her, that sweetly called her name. Why these mugs were so desirable to her she did not know. The innate qualities that made those special mugs so different from ordinary mugs was something that was indiscernible to the eye. Yet nonetheless, such mugs always caught her attention. It was not only the aura of these mugs that distinguished them from others, but the feeling they created when used. Whether they were used for tea, coffee, or juice, these mugs would create a peaceful, content, yet subtlety exciting feeling within her very being each time she drank from them. Sometimes such feelings were stronger than other times, yet the feeling was always present. For some unknown reason she had a connection with those types of mugs. A connection that she alone knew of.   

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