On Wednesday the 30th of October 2024, I had three perfect fried eggs. The holy trinity.
Please look upon them, and feel their sun-like gaze. Life emanates from the bright, round, and delicious.
Henceforth, I shall never forget these eggs. Perfectly prepared, a little crispy,
and rich with all the flavour of being alive on breezy, sunny mornings,
nestled in blankets and coffee and all the floating dusts of the resting night.