The menu

Nighthawks

I’m lost in the variety. Happens every time I look at the menu. What should I order? Would it taste the same way I imagine it to be in my head? How would even anything taste like what I’m imagining? What is that even in my head? Is it something I have had in past? Or is it something I just hope to have? Something that would nauseate the taste buds so they don’t crave anymore, ever. Or should it all be about the ration of the needed diet? A portion of mind, a bit of muscle, and a little fire. Just to keep the ignition on and keep me moving. It sounds dull already. Should I just randomly pick something? That would be interesting till I order something mundane, randomly. You know what I really crave? Mere warmth of a hug. With a dash of lips. They never serve them on the menu. May be I’ll go with the…

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