While I was reading earlier I came across a part of the novel wherein the main character was talking about how people have an inside person and an outside person. And the outside person is the face they show the world, and is maintained by the inside person. And that with some people, those two are actually one in the same. But not most people.
For the ones who are "lucky" enough to be one in the same, they are stronger for it. The character postulated that the closer to the same that those two are, the stronger the person is. He further postulated that sometimes the person inside loses it, and the outside person is destroyed. He had mixed thoughts about whether or not that was a good thing. He thought in some cases it could be, but argued back that it was also possible that some religions and philosophies only said that because they valued change in, and of itself, as a good thing.
Back during my very lean undergraduate years, my food budget was also very lean. Maybe a couple of dollars a day. I learned to do magic with Ramen noodles and canned soup, maybe some cheese on top, and even a foray into potted meat food product now and again. And lots of canned tuna, and sardines, and generally cheap eats. Also, I learned to copy the coupons we got at the start of the semester that were loss leader items into some of the cheap eat places around the campus. I digress...
One item occasionally on the menu back then was canned corned beef hash. It was cheap, it was tasty, and yet very filling. Better than having Pork & Beans for supper.
I was reminiscing the other day, and grabbed a can of said hash, when I was bored and out of dinner ideas. It was actually not horrible.
Then things got complicated: Bitey smelled it, and he wanted it.
I gave him a couple of spoonfuls on his dinner plate, and he went nuts over it. He ate every bit of it and licked the plate clean.
I'm trying to figure out if I had cat food for supper, or if he had human food for supper.
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