Bought Coffee Yesterday and the expiration date said June2113.
At first glance I thought it meant the year 2113. A hundred years from now. I showed it to my boyfriend and we both sort of sat in silence. Becasue at that year, we'll both be dead and forgotten. Of course, the coffee expires in a year, and hopefully we'll both be alive to see that roll around.
That sounds grim but really, it's thoughts like those that make my days much fuller. Such beautiful life we have, and though one day it will be as though we never were, today we are.
Ill post more soon. I been a beesy girl.