Out of the Habit
Bridget opens the fridge. Sniffs suspiciously.
"What's that smell of rotting milk?"
Explores fridge.
"Oh, it's cheese."
I'm just coming up to 5 years of cheese-free living.
"What's that smell of rotting milk?"
Explores fridge.
"Oh, it's cheese."
I'm just coming up to 5 years of cheese-free living.

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I spent much of the last five years craving cheese; I guess today's reaction to the smell means I'm past that, now.
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