Over the last year or two, I've slowly switched myself over from regular Coke to Diet Coke. In part, because there's more caffeine than regular Coke, but also because once you start pushing your way towards 30, your body starts to betray you in ways that it hadn't betrayed you before. Like my butt looks big in certain outfits. The roundness of my gut has become more distinctive.
That sort of thing.
Anyways, over the weekend, I had a regular Coke sometime after lunch. I don't even really remember what I had for lunch. Maybe it was after dinner. Either way, lunch or dinner, I burped. It wasn't real audbile. More like one of those rumblers that kinda goes through your nose.
Here's the weird thing. When I burped, and it went through my nose, the sensation overwhelmingly reminded me of baseball season. Or at least summer time. Is it summer yet? I can't wait to wear shorts regularly again. I have really pretty legs.
Jeez, I'm talking crazy. It must be after midnight.
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