feeling at that time. The pastry was flaky as I split the chicken pie. A perfect resemblance of a broken heart with (fillings) feelings revealing and flakes (of tears) showering the plate.
Another time I decided to have a dessert to cheer myself up. It was as bad as my feelings was. Plain vanilla ice cream
was in fact cooling and calming but had a problem. It was served on a plate and the sliding and flipping of it was
like a blank mind of mine, having thoughts wondering nowhere as the void took control of it. The apple pie was hard,
had pathetic amount of apple slices, was quite torturous to eat. With a negative mind, everything that would be
generated by it would also turn out negative. (That can't be helped!)
Keep it up!