I've lost something...
It started with not wanting ice cream.
I could live on ice cream. Strawberry in the summer time, chocolate anytime. More, more, more. Who doesn't want ice cream? Me. I had literally two tablespoons yesterday to see if I could change my own mind, and guess what? I couldn't. I ordered an oreo shake a few days ago just in case, nope. I ate about a quarter of a cup and surrendered the remainder to my thrilled other half.
I'm actually not that crazy about cake to begin with. Don't get me wrong, I'd still eat the cake. These days I don't even want to try it.
Cake is gross.
It's pie and cobbler season. How do I love pie? Let me count the ways! Pumpkin, Apple, Dutch Apple, banana cream, this list could go on forever, seriously don't tempt me to name them all! Fresh peach cobbler, apple crisp, berry jumbles. No, no, no. Don't want. It's like eating them doesn't make me happy, or warm inside, it makes me nothing.
I threw away a cinnamon roll last week, just tossed it into the garbage.
Something is definitely wrong...
Call me crazy, but I think I’ve lost my sweet tooth.
Is Greenwich Mean Time just a suggestion? Are the ocean levels rising every second? Have the poles lost their axis?