Passing of Time
So around this time last year I was still eating out every meal. People were worried about some sort of Chinese virus or something, so I was particularly eating at favorite Chinese restaurants like twice/thrice a week. They were mostly empty and felt like family. In a couple weeks everything went weird, of course.
This week I made a simple stir fry with store bought Hunan sauce. It’s not the same. It reminds me how much stuff changed. I’m eating alone at home. I miss restaurants.
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