Salad.
How long has it been since I've had a salad.
As in, salad as a main meal
and not on the side of hummus & bread
and cheese rolls
and stuffed vine leaves
and etc.
Hanna causally comes to pick me up from work
and we stroll off to a supermarket.
'I'm gonna have a salad'
she says firmly,
and my mind starts picturing
flying lettuces
avocados
crab sticks
sweet corns
olive oil
and lemon
sauce.
'Yum.
I think I'm gonna have a salad too'.
We walk to our new home
make the salad
share the salad
go for a nap
and halas
happy to be alive.
Actually there were a few more highlights,
like trying to guess the age of a man
at tired o'clock
and Hanna guessing he was 46
when I had thought he was 32
and then I changed it to 34
turns out he's 38.
Nice one, Han.
Close!
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