OMusique

February 14, 2012

I am at the Mall, but before I go shopping I stop by Burger King, as I am absolutely famished. I look at the menu and really want to get a Baconator. However, I do not see it on the main menu. But, just before I settle for a regular Whopper, I see on a sign to the right that they do in fact sell the Baconator, so I ask for a medium. Next, I am actually in the Mall looking for things to buy for my family. Suddenly I begin crying. Tears fall down my face so fast. Emotions swell in my head. It is uncontrollable. It is awesome, for the tears stemmed from cheerfulness and happiness, rather than pain and sorrow. Once the teardrops start I realize that it is one of the best feelings I have ever experienced. So I embrace the tears and smile. After a while I imagine that my face must look like a mess so I turn my head to look into a mirror. As I expected, my face looks red, swollen, and wet. However, my hair is stunningly short (well that’s my dream perspective I guess) DS. Finally, it seems I am about to buy something. Some sales associates come to help me, perhaps because I am crying, but all I can think of is the fact that I am so happy. I think the sales associates are recommending a childish toy light or something. I don’t remember if I bought it. I only remember the happy tears. FIN.