My love affair

For the past several, several years, I have been in love with my strawberry chapstick. True story.

I always have this with me. All times, all places, all situations. If I don't have pockets or a purse, I give it to someone else to hold it for me.

Always the same brand. Always the same flavor, unless its an emergency and I can't find strawberry anywhere in the store.

It's become just a habit, almost an involuntary motion, right along with breathing and pumping blood, to pull it out and apply liberally.

Just like food, clothing and shelter, it's a necessity of life.