Looking at his sandwich, he wondered if there was a better way
Unless sliced bread was the height of sandwich technology
Now he pulled out notebook and began drawing diagrams and writing notes
Completing one design before discarding it for the next, and after some time many pages were filled with scribbles
However, soon the clock told him to go back to work, and the sandwich was still there, taunting him
While being gluten free was not the lifestyle she wanted
Her choices were that or get sick as her body destroyed itself
Eventually she would get used to the changes in her diet
And find awesome alternatives to those things she loved to eat
The smell of fresh baked bread would always bring a tear to her eye
Remember when this was the coolest thing since sliced bread?
Everyone either had one or wanted one.
Those were the days!
Realize that it’s now available again?
Only now when you get it you will discover how much it sucks now
Meaning to go grab some milk and bread
Allowing himself just a quick peek at one more thing
Realizing that his cart was full when he came to his senses
Knowing he should just put it all back
Except most of it was on sale
That means less to buy tomorrow?
Too much time had passed by the time he got to the scene
Obviously there was nothing left that could be salvaged
At best the remaining carbon could still be dated in like forty thousand years
Still he wanted to be able to reconstruct the past
Then the bread wouldn’t be burnt.
Braving the elements, Lawrence left his condo and walked east
Leaving behind the love of his life and his children
Evening was setting in as the sun dropped below the horizon
Smiling with chattering teeth, he soon came upon his destination
Sliding back into the kitchen, Lawrence began washing his hands
Everyone deserved to have a good breakfast to start the day
Determined to bake fresh bread for those staying at the shelter, he began measuring