sunday may 2

today i entered the kitchen, the morning after a small party at our house that i had mostly not attended. noticing a near-empty box of breton garden vegetable crackers, i looked in my food cupboard and confirmed that the crackers had in fact been mine. rather than being perturbed that food had been pulled out of my closet to help fed the guests, i was mostly amused; i'd forgotten that the half-eaten box of crackers was in there, having bought it over a year ago.