Day 334 of 2025
“Fractured Gratitude: Cheese and Sunday Light”
It's just never really occurred to me to be the connection starter, I suppose. That's that introvert thing.
That's energy.
Yeah, it does. It's an investment.
You get it back?
Mostly not.
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RECIPE FOR A SUNDAY
Ingredients:
1 wheel of cheese, plastic-wrapped beyond reason
6 hands, give or take
10,525 steps (drained, cooled)
1 overcast sky, Wellington-grade
Thanks to taste
Method:
Unwrap the cheese. Keep unwrapping.
You will think you are finished. You are not.
There is always another layer between you
and the thing someone brought for everyone.
Arrange the hands around the table.
It does not matter whose.
What matters is the reaching.
Fold the thanks into the thanks
until the mixture thickens.
Someone will say genius.
Someone will say buddy.
Let these words rest
in the residual heat of the room.
Serve at the exact temperature
where the day stops being ordinary
and has not yet become memory.
Yields: enough.