The Krill is Gone

Okay, I've hit rock bottom in the grub cosmos. I'm eating Frozen Red Baron pizza, something I don't think I've ever done. Not because I'm a food snob but because I learned that homemade pizza is just too good NOT to make yourself, even if you take short cuts. (and I have two pizza places on my block). So why the creative void? Maybe P was my muse. I don't know. It doesn't seem like he influenced my cooking but there is no denying the room's gone black over here.

I asked P once if he came back as a living thing in the after life, what would it be. He said krill. One of a zillion little common crustaceans found in oceans all over the world. Not a tiger or a lion but krill.

And now the krill is gone and I can't seem to get my mojo back.