Food For Thought

I didn’t taste my blueberries

I didn’t taste my blueberries and now I am staring up at the stark white ceiling from my umpteenth stranger’s bed of the year feeling a strange way at this now very profound and slightly worrying recognition. I love blueberries. A lot. So much so I even gave them the cute nickname of ‘bloobs.’ I only nickname what I love. And I love my bloobs.

Yet, I jus…