A Letter to Nugget

May 1, 2020
This place is weird. You can touch things with your hands. Hear my voice when I'm calling your name. Eat with us, taste foods, nourishing your body. Smell heat, timing, and preparation make it just right. Sit down, see what the future holds, but don't blink until the final credits. You can come here and spend time or leave for a while, but hometowns sneak up in you.
Yeah, it's really fucking weird.