


The second time I went to see him, I had a salad first and vanilla and chocolate pudding afterwards.
This time I ate my lunch at work, went to visit and had chocolate cream pie afterwards.
It's very hard to see him there.
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Ah, chocolate helps.
ReplyDeletei like the clarity of cause and effect. years ago, when my mother was in mass general, i spent a fortune on charles street. when she dozed off, i'd run out for half an hour, and buy things in a trance.....
ReplyDeleteOh,Susan, I bet the things you bought were more permanent than chocolate cream pie.
ReplyDeleteYes, cause and effect.
The currative effect of chocolate.