I was bummed today. I didn't really have any specific reason to be... I just wasn't my usual self. Anyway, I was sprawled out on my mom's couch, as if she were my therapist, listening patiently as I relayed my thoughts, and at the end of one of my particularly depressing rants she said, "I know what you need. I'll be right back." She went into the kitchen and returned with a caramel. One simple, chewy, buttery caramel. "These always make me feel a little better." she said.
And it did.