pb n j

I sat on the floor in my dorm room today and ate peanut butter and jelly out of the jars with my fingers (for sheer pleasure of being childish). And I thought about how good they were-the peanut butter and jelly, not my fingers. And I thought about how thankful I was for them. And then I thought about how much I hated peanut butter and jelly when I was in high school. I also spilled jelly on the new carpet.