So...imagine my euphoria when a sign popped up a few months ago announcing a donut store was coming to our town! It was perfect timing, because I figured there's no time to eat donuts like when you're pregnant! I think there's some flawed thinking in there somewhere, but I'm good with it.
I have waited...and waited...and waited. And finally it happened. This sign went up:
That's tomorrow people! Once again: euphoria. And then: depression. Because I won't be here. I will miss the grand opening. What if they give away donuts and I miss it? The thought is too much to bear. I'll be back, donuts. I'll be back.

That's so sad that you'll miss the opening and it's so wierd that we consider that sad.
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