foreign ramen.
eating foreign ramen from the asian supermarket reminds me of the summer after high school and moving to fullerton, and all the things that came with it.
that odd apartment, the sudden independence that i'd been craving for years, being truly on my own, finally getting laid, craig park, exploring the 99 ranch market by my house without my best friend, coming up to visit and going to 924 gilman in the fall...
i ate it all the time down there because it reminded me of home. i eat it all the time now because it reminds me of freedom.
that odd apartment, the sudden independence that i'd been craving for years, being truly on my own, finally getting laid, craig park, exploring the 99 ranch market by my house without my best friend, coming up to visit and going to 924 gilman in the fall...
i ate it all the time down there because it reminded me of home. i eat it all the time now because it reminds me of freedom.