Raindrops

     Lately it's been raining so much. The air is freezing cold and the sky is way too dark and gray and sad. Everyone's been getting sick, including me. I've had some bad nauseated coughing and sneezing episodes. I also have a slight sore throat.
      But, strangely enough, I feel the need to just go outside and let my skin soak in it. Something about the bitter cold of the rain is comforting. It chills me to the bone, but it's comforting. It's strange, I know. Comfort in discomfort. I don't know how to explain it, really.

Bread

     I'm craving bread. Pandesal, to be exact. It is the most delicious kind of bread in the world. You can eat it with anything, and you can eat it with nothing, and it will still taste good. In Spanish, "pan" means bread, and "sal" means salt. So, literally, it means "bread of salt". Well, I'm pretty sure they use a bit of salt, but it's not salty bread.

     Anyway, rice is a more complex carbohydrate, so I guess it's better than bread if you're trying to lose weight. But When you eat bread, you eat less carbohydrates in general, because they're mostly air.

     I'm craving bread; bread that is absolutely smothered in butter.