Lunchtime. Lunch, however, was left at home on the kitchen counter. Wallet is hopefully sitting on the dresser, as its current absence from my pocket is acutely noted. Blood sugar dropping. Attention span shortening.

I could really go for a grilled ham-and-cheese sandwich with a side of slaw. No, wait, make that a Reuben with fries and a glass of lemonade. Or some kung pao chicken. Or a big bag of chips and a bowl of guacamole. Oh, wow, meatloaf sounds good, too. But then, I haven’t had sushi for ages. Or a cheesesteak with extra onions and onion rings on the side-not the battered ones, the ones with panko crumbs, and a bottle of root beer. Teriyaki shrimp sounds awesome right about now, though lasagna would hit the spot nicely, too…

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh