All day today, it seemed, everyone around me was making very emphatic, detailed conversation about food. I did not invent this trend subconsciously, just because I'm not keen on eating lately. It truly is a phenomenon. It doesn't bother me, I just think it's funny and ironic and beautiful the way something as primal and large as chaos seems to percolate down to the most mundane, silly things. At lunch, all anyone could talk about was "soul food," "black momma home cookin'," "beans an' cornbread," etc. It was actually quite funny and lighthearted. Didn't bother me a bit. At the bank (where my mother happens to work), I stopped in to make a withdrawl and then my mom asked me to start the pan of macaroni and cheese (of all things) in the oven. It was just so coincidental and yet... incidentally, of little incidence. All that and the usual drawl during 3rd block of how hungry and starving everyone is.
"Waaaahhhhhh!" is all I hear.
Current Mood: amused