Having to scrape that last bit of Peanut Butter from the very bottom of the jar is the worst....its demoralizing, discomforting and basically all things bad in the world. Sighing as you recover just enough to spread across your multi grain 5 seed mix toast you wonder
what on earth you did to deserve this. Suddenly you remember that with the finishing of an old jar....comes the opening of a new one. Being the first one to open, scoop and eat from a fresh jar of Peanut Butter is a small (however trivial) beautiful thing. Its fresh and untouched and all
yours. Finding those small things which make you smile throughout the day are important; for if not I fear we would fall victims to our own disappointment and dissatisfaction.
Always,
A
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