That's pretty cool, Woy. That whole craving thing is such a conundrum, isn't it? I torture myself wondering if I'm having a craving..."Wait! Is that a craving? hmmmmm." then I wait a few minutes and realize that nope, it's not.
I'll give you an example: My sunday mornings used to involve brunch and Bloody Marys. I could actually drink before noon. That was a highlight. I could drink before noon in public. Which made it even better. And I was always dreadfully hungover, so the Bloody Mary felt good. (I shudder about what used to make me feel good.) So when you mentioned Sunday morning, what came to mind was a Bloody. (Not the brunch with friends, mind you. crazy.) And I thought, "yumm. That would be good." But it wouldn't. I would take a sip and not like it. But old thoughts are still there...
Anyway. Sorry about the digression into Ne-land. I'm glad you got the kiddies off and are going to see another band. What'd you play? Have you stopped altogether? Lots of musicians around these parts...
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