After a trip to Berkeley by way of Fremont, I decided that I needed some fresh strawberries for dinner. As I approached the door to Whole Foods, I smelled the familiar, delicious odor but I didn't see the same little green pint boxes. I was afraid that the strawberry season might be coming to an end, but hoped that the local farm had just taken a break for Sunday. The produce guy inside told me to come back tomorrow, but in the meantime, I got a pound of the Driscoll's organic strawberries. They're almost as good, but they have dirt on them.
Also, I hope that hand lotion doesn't mess with my hair too much, because it feels really good on my poor sun-burnt scalp. I hope that heals soon too, because the sun also lightened my roots and I need to dye my hair again soon.
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