Feeling Hawkish

Me: (jogging Sunday morning) Me: (almost home) Me: (can’t wait for breakfast) Me: (pancakes pancakes pancakes) Me: (aw yeah) Me: (and they’re that overnight-oat kind) Me: (so they’re practically already made) Me: (I just have to get home and fry those bad boys) Me: (hungry hungry want them pancakes) Me: …hang on what’s this now?Continue reading “Feeling Hawkish”