there's a mélange in my mouth!

i just ate the most amazing bowl of yogurt with strawberries, granola, and raw pumpkin seeds. but this is beside the point.

the point is that what made breakfast spectacular (as opposed to merely delicious) was the banana i personally liberated from its tree this past Saturday. it was about this time last year - April 22nd - that i had that first taste of a fresh banana, and it changed my life -
who knew how sweet it could be?

looking back, it seems so far away, and:

in spite of Mardou's weeping San Franciscan Tuesday, in spite of my sister's poetic dogwood Baltimore malaise, in spite of their doppelgänger Aquarian break-ups, in spite of the fact that this time last year the three of us were hardly ever speaking...

life just keeps getting sweeter.