She loved pineapples. She love grapefruit. Yet, just like many other things she loved in life, she had to give them up. Supposedly they were no good to her body. What sadness. She did every once in a while sneak some in. Especially in a fruity, crispy cocktail. But she knew it was not going to end well.

The truck was also no good for her mental state. But it was time to unearth it, sort of speak. No fun. It’s tough to brings things forth then cast them aside for your own good. Not fair. It was time, though, to bring forth, set free, and let go. No more tastes here and there. No more sneaking in for a second. Everything needed to come undone.