I saw the most beautiful girl on the train today. She was fantastic. She had a nice intelligent face.
She was reading Rolling Stone magazine. It was an old issue.
I sat behind her. Her hair smelt like strawberries. It was a little ray of sunshine in my otherwise crap day.
When i went home I opened up a can of tuna and made a sandwich.
It started to rain soon after.
I hate flakes and chunks out of a can, all the flavor has gone. Canned steaks are allright, but fresh tuna is brilliant.
How does tuna go from being so dark and red fresh, to be being pink in a can???
I don't like chunky tuna at all but it was the only can left.