i dont know what it is about loose persimmons that makes me astral project into a past life as a street urchin in 12th century urban china but when i see that mom’s bought some I immediately give into the impulse to stuff at least 2 of them into my pockets with greedy lil hands
hey everyone whats your astral projection food/experience
due to certain circumstances i once had to rush to board a cross city bus with my dinner in my purse, a single foil wrapped baked potato with no seasoning and immediately felt a portion of my soul drop into post-revolution Russia as i joylessly forced myself to consume for sustenance