Thursday, April 30, 2009
If I could eat the air
I walk out into the dark and the air smells like sugar. It always has a way of making me smile even after a night of hell at the store. The dough nut shop next door starts preparing the morning treats around 9 at night so when I get out of work around 11 the air is full of the scent of sugar.
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