“When I was a child, I spent a lot of time alone at my gransparents’ house.
When I say alone, that meant that grandpa was away for music business or golf during the day, while grandma was either cleaning house, watching golf, or come evening, cooking for all of us.
Simple things to eat were always available, like potato chips, slices of cheese, some crisp head lettuce, and bread and lunch meat.
My place was either in the front side bedroom listening to A-tracks, or on the floor in the kitchen, watching B-matinee movies.
Now, as I wait for paperwork processing to be able to resume my healing therapies, there’s a lot of me tending to the animals in the front room before the fire, and kitchen duties accompanied by the comfort of netflix or music piped through the phone set on repeat…
And pretty much the same simple diet for the kid in me.”
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