Cinnamon

I woke up this morning thinking of cinnamon rolls. Cinnamon has a long and illustrious history as a spice of choice, but this was not what entered my mind at all. Rather, it was the fragrance of a hot sweet cinnamon roll (with plump raisins and sugary bits) that wafted across the face of my mind and escaped.

I spent the rest of the day feeling a little disgruntled. Maybe tomorrow I will get to taste what I could only dream of the night before. Then again, this is what I tell myself every day at work.