Breakfast Sandwich

I wake up to NPR playing the 7:00am headlines. I reorder my room and make a mini pot of coffee, silently responding to each story. (Republicans governors are acting crazy...what even is $1.9 trillion anyway...I guess it'll be partly sunny later). I put my winter gear on and mask up for a short trek to the nearest corner store where they sell breakfast sandwiches.

You can ask them to make one for you, but it kind of takes a long time and what you should really do is just grab one from the warming station which is actually easy to miss as you walk in but they're 49¢ cheaper and you don't even have to wait. The only catch is that sometimes a sausage, egg and cheese bagel isn't an option and you have to decide if it's worth waiting for them to make one fresh for 49¢ more or if you should just go for an English muffin this time. Either way once you checkout you can either use a card, which is seamless but then you have see it appear on your statement later, or you can pay with cash but then you feel an odd pressure to tip because there's always an empty tip jar there, so the breakfast sandwich always ends up being $1 more. But hey, you don't have to work at a corner store so what's an extra dollar? It feels nice to do something nice, but it also feels gullible to spend $6 instead of $5 on a breakfast sandwich. Once you scurry out of there remember to put it in your inside coat pocket, close to your chest, so it stays warm.

On my walk back I notice the giant frozen lake, and it looks so calm.