sometimes accidents happen

i was left home alone without adult supervision today,
and somehow the gentle notion of:

"maybe you could pick up some lettuce"

turned into my bold proclamation of:

"i'll fix dinner!"

followed by the speedy amendment:

"what should i cook?"

there was no clear response as she walked out the door, only the vague suggestion that perhaps black beans might be involved. this, of course, sent me down a rabbit hole, and before i emerged on the other side, a bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper had found its way down my gullet along with a money order made out to "Past Karma" in my wallet. but this is beside the point.

the point is that i think i just accidentally made black bean soup,
(i do not know how to make black bean soup), with a healthy helping of situational irony because none of the ingredients were procured during my jaunt out into the supermarkets, fruit stands, and gas stations of South Florida. it turns out everything i needed was already right here.

deep.