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I don't feel like studying today.
Got some groceries, and am drinking my last cup of cocoa, from a can that I've had since around 2000. Makes me feel a little melancholy - it's feels like from a former life. I wasn't married then. I lived in a small city in the prairies. My main form of transportation back then was my bike. I didn't have a lot of money, as my job paid me not much more than minimum wage.
I remember when I bought the two cans of cocoa, there was a volunteer in our fair trade shop, and when we opened the shipment, two cardboard cans had gotten damaged. I called the supplier, who refunded us. I was thinking it was such a waste to throw away the cans, there's nothing wrong with them, there's just a hole in the side. She must have knew what I was thinking, because she immediately said, "Don't you dare buy them just because they're damaged!"
I don't really like cocoa.
But I bought them anyway.
The cocoa was quite bitter, I mixed sugar in with it and would drink it in winter with some water and milk. Some of it I used in baking, making cocoa oatmeal cookies.
I wonder how she's doing...I'm not sure she's still alive. She was about 74 at that time. A wonderful lady, she had served in WWII as a nurse. I admired her, she was still very active and volunteered at a lot of different organizations. I hope I can be like her when I reach her age, and have good health.
The last sip was really rather sweet...
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