a weekend of firsts
This weekend,
I woke up sitting bolt upright in bed for the first time ever. I thought that was something that only happened in movies and on TV, but apparently it's real. And scary. I think I was having a panic attack during my nightmare, which is like a nightmare squared.
I saw my first black squirrel. IN MY BACKYARD. I didn't think we had any around here. But obviously, WE DO NOW. Fuck was that ever scary. I mean, grey squirrels already freak my shit out, but black ones? They're just sinister. As an aside, if you have a squirrel phobia, DO NOT watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Because, nightmares.
And, I ate the first persimmon of my life this weekend. At first this seemed like a positive experience, but in the end, they are kind of pasty and strange-tasting, like so many Indian deserts.
[I also had a mini-nervous breakdown, but that was not a first.]
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