The Donut Endcap

 This was just a couple of days ago, and now it is thunder and lightning and rain here. But it was over 80 today, and the mosquitoes are still out. I wish they were afraid of thunder! 

I was in the store the other day and I thought that a man wanted to go down the aisle I was blocking, so I moved, and indicated he could go ahead. He said it was okay, he was just stopped so he could look at the donut display on the endcap, because he couldn't eat them anymore. I have been tempted and succumbed to that exact same donut endcap in the past. While he is not supposed to have all that sugar, (he said he is diabetic), I'm not supposed to have all those carbs or sugar since I am trying to lose weight lately. 

I asked him what his favorite was, and he said the lemon, or the berry. I reassessed the options in front of us. I agreed that I loved the lemon, but shared that my top favorite was the bear claw , and I pointed to the Svenhard's danishes that were displayed below the Franz donut varieties). He stayed silent, seemingly lost in thought, like in a memory of the time when he was allowed such delicacies, which he could now only look at and not touch.

Then I drifted away because I was blocking the checkout lane line that was forming with my cart, and I left him gazing longingly at the sweet pastries.