Not feeling my best, I decided to heat up a can of chicken noodle soup. After all, chicken noodle soup is supposed to make you feel better, right? Well, that may be true, but certainly not for that can of chicken noodle soup. It was simply horrible. I had never had such a bad chicken noddle soup in my life. Or maybe it wasn’t that bad, I was just not really in the mood for eating something from a can that pretends to be homemade.
On a completely unrelated topic, I’m back! I’ve been neglecting this blog for so long but I had a
good reasonable poor excuse. I’m pretty sure I did anyway, I just can’t remember what it was. I guess I could blame it on work, or final semester of college, or maybe on having a full-body allergic reaction that lasted a whole week and drove me insane. But it’s okay, because yesterday I carved a spider on a pumpkin and it looked awesome! I mean, it was only the second pumpkin I ever carved in my life, so yeah, awesome.
In any case, I’m back. I think. It’s like they say, when life pushes you down you have two choices: stay down or get back up. I choose to get back up, shake the dust off of myself, and keep going.