a public service announcement: krispy kreme doughnuts opens its first city store at wynyard, 7am on tuesday. first person in line gets a year’s supply of donuts. um. doughnuts.
a direct result of the impending opening as well as the enormous sugar-encrusted pastry wrapped in clingfilm and labelled “polish donut” i saw in a continental deli in randwick, was this dream i had two nights ago:
i was at a very large table in a hotel breakfast room watching my father have his morning coffee before he rushed off to a seminar. the coffee arrived at the table with an enormous sugar-encrusted donut. strewn across the table were the remains of breakfasts abandoned by other customers. these were all ornate silver trays, oval, about two feet long, bearing the crumbs and unfinished portions of a great variety of sugar-encrusted donuts. i walked my father to the lecture theatre, and it was clear that i would be returning to the breakfast room to have myself a tray of donuts too.
“and then i woke up, and it was all a dream.”
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i just put “too much” honey in my honey-lemon drink. heeee.
you don’t tell us the truly important, psychoanalyzable part:
what kind of donut?
and how did it make you feel…?
thank you for the comment (: