Often a thing, or a place, will suddenly seem…wrong…off, bringing a confused distasteful curl to your lip.
It may take you a while to figure out what exactly went wrong. Reaching for the salt instead of the sugar…being distracted…or finding your trusted source of sustenance is either having a bad day or taking out their hatred of the world on you…
Most of the time that sense of something missing, or of it being substituted by a distasteful look-a-like, is the result of missing a beloved…
a sweet face…
a spirit-lifting smile…
a loud guffaw…
a playful bark…
or sulky meow…
On the sunniest days, missing your beloved turns all sugar to salt, even in the finest coffee…or tea.
