I heard a song about a man who supposedly loves a woman passionately in the dollar shop. It was the music playing in the store. He sang that he could do anything for her. But his voice was so cold and flat. He didn’t sound interested in her at all. Perhaps he doesn’t love anyone like that. He even sounded as if he despised something. It was chilling. I wouldn’t trust a man whose voice sounded like that, even if he was saying something nice. I have no idea who the man is at all. This is just my impression from listening to the song.  

I started eating beans again, which I  had once given up. The longer I go without eating beans, the more distant they seem. The other day, I ate beans. I felt very good. I decided not to give up something I like and that is good for me just because kids don’t eat them.