This evening I felt the satisfaction and pride of having an empty fridge. Vegetables eaten, leftovers finished off. I am a fortunate son of Goddess, and so do not need to worry about where my next meal is coming from.
There is also the satisfaction of a full fridge - a week of meals and snacks laid out before one's eyes, packed snugly and with tetris-like efficiency. For me this satisfaction is occasionally tinted - albeit to a minor degree - by the time old fear of wastage, spoilage and of you will, shop soiling.
Freezer feelings are separate to fridge feelings. Pantry feelings are too, but are closer kin to fridge feelings.
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my own fridge feelings have been put on hold for a number of months as I live without one. Have you ever placed a certain set of feelings in a box and tucked them neatly hidden in the bottom of the fellings cupboard to be re-opened at a preordained date? I call it my feeling time capsule. It's going to be better than a six year old's christmas when I plug in my fridge, wait the appointed 30 minutes and then restack it. I can't wait to open that box of feelings.
prech
Kiss my a$$ - yeah!
cw
you both make strong points. mick, i'd like to hear more about your feelings time capsule theory. does this apply to all travellers? if you stay away long enough, do the old feelings wither and die?
cw, you're all man. hubba hubba. gimme some bass.
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