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Someone ate my peach. It may very well be me, but I don't remember eating it, so it doesn't count.
Nate and I stopped by Safeway yesterday to buy appetizers for a Superbowl party. In an attempt to help me eat more fruits, he bought me a rosy hard peach. I didn't end up eating it in the afternoon, but when evening hit, I deliberately planned on eating it. It reached 10PM, and I took it out of my purse, washed it, and placed it on my desk. In my mind, I thought, "I should eat this peach soon before I sleep." Lately, I've been trying to give myself a rule of having a two hour buffer between when I eat something and when I go to sleep. Unsurprisingly, I got caught up in bethanizing and didn't remember the peach until 11PM, and thus decided to eat it the next day. After I ate lunch with Nate today, I was so excited to eat my peach.. a little something sweet and juicy on my tastebuds. I quickly ran up to my room and frantically searched for it. After around five minutes of searching, I glanced inside my trashcan... and saw a peach seed (with some meat around it). There was also a remnant of peach skin, and indeed IT WAS MY PEACH. Jumping to conclusions, I ran downstairs and asked Nate, "DID YOU EAT MY PEACH?!" He replied no. I then called my mom at work and asked her if she ate my peach, but she didn't, and she kinda freaked out thinking it was elves or ghosts. WHO ATE MY PEACH? My dad left for Taiwan before I washed my peach... Comet hadn't come inside yet. No way did Twinkle get the peach all the way from my desk, eat it cleanly, and throw it away in the trashcan (that would be one heck of a dog trick). That only leaves... me. Except, I have absolutely no recollection of eating it. Do I sleep-eat? Do I go in and out of consciousness? Did I have amnesia!? The mystery remains. |
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