January 15, 2016

I was kneading large clumps of dough with my brother. When the dough came into contact with the oil-water mixture in the bowl, we were able to push out individual hardened kernels of macaroni pasta.

My parents, especially my mother, were expressing their awe at the close degrees of separation between two different circles of friends. Meanwhile, I received a knockoff silver GameCube from a family friend.