It’s one of those winter afternoons which I like, not hot or cold, just pleasant.
I’m sitting with my meaty sandwich just the way I like it. Chicken, ham, pepperoni, eggs, and cheese.
My mouth was already watering when it was being made, and as I hastily unwrap it to eat it.
I take a bite. And another. I look around. Some people around.
Another bite.
I uploaded the picture I took on Instagram before the devouring began for the on-going #100happydays.
I look at the time, and tad reflect on my life.
By this time, the sandwich is over. Lunch is done.

Now it was time for desert.