Again, the week's groceries and leftovers keep giving with this leftover corn and black bean salad with a reheated stuffed pepper, this time with a little forbidden cheese and rice and pico on my day off.
When I presented this plate to myself I was so grateful and tickled. I tried to savor the peace and tranquility of eating this bit of heaven on a plate made just for me, by me on my day off of labor. The day that when I'm not fearing and loathing, can be very church-like, or at least really quiet and calm. These days thoughts can be held and considered and I can zone out all the street noise and try to be mindful without every Tom Dick and Harry's input as my mom used to say. It all goes to hell most days but sometimes I achieve a wonderful headspace. Unfortunately, this was not an example of that. After I ate, the whole day went south but my lunch did not disappoint.
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