I remember my first taste of sushi. It was a late dinner, a circle on the floor. It was on clearance price. It became a way for me to feel at ease with myself. It became synonymous with the whispering of secrets. It was 72 hours after being told that my friendship is worth so little.
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Your memories bring up my memories.. I always feel a little teary eyed... :(
Food, food, everywhere, and not a bit I can eat... that was so lame. So what? I'm hungry.
I'm glad sushi soothed your soul. I remember my first sushi too ^_^ I was grimacing and sulky and annoyed, but my friend insisted that I try it. And then I was embarrassed for being so reluctant :P
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