…. I’m standing at the outside door by my classroom before school this morning. I’m holding the door open, enjoying the breeze and smell of breakfast in the air. One of my coworkers walks up from the parking lot and I say to her as I sniff the air:
“Kinda smells like toast out here.”
“Yeah, that’s the crematorium next door, they must be burning bodies today.”
…. Lost my appetite after that. May not ever be able to enjoy toast again.