She hated how Fred always ordered salad, making her feel like some greedy sow if she wanted a steak, a burger, even just a chicken sandwich. Why did he have to be so disciplined about everything? Couldn’t they ever just go with the flow?Like that was really the problem. If what he ordered for lunch was the only thing wrong, she wouldn’t be thinking about calling it quits. People would say she was foolish for giving up such a steady guy just because he was so…blah, but was it so wrong to want some excitement? In Fred’s world, excitement meant having cheese and croutons. Ugh.
C.M.
word salad. that was the only term that could possibly describe the mess that was coming out of his mouth. it encompassed the chaos and disorder. but as he rambled his words grew less and less intelligible, and did it seem like he was chanting?
She hated how Fred always ordered salad, making her feel like some greedy sow if she wanted a steak, a burger, even just a chicken sandwich. Why did he have to be so disciplined about everything? Couldn’t they ever just go with the flow?Like that was really the problem. If what he ordered for lunch was the only thing wrong, she wouldn’t be thinking about calling it quits. People would say she was foolish for giving up such a steady guy just because he was so…blah, but was it so wrong to want some excitement? In Fred’s world, excitement meant having cheese and croutons. Ugh.
word salad. that was the only term that could possibly describe the mess that was coming out of his mouth. it encompassed the chaos and disorder. but as he rambled his words grew less and less intelligible, and did it seem like he was chanting?