Leftovers

So, tonight I was having left over spaghetti and was looking in the fridge for the parmesan cheese. You know, the powdery kind that's a little sketch. I looked and I looked and I couldn't find it. Finally I just had to come to terms with the fact it wasn't there anymore. I had to just close the door and go on without it. Then I remembered I had real parmesan in there somewhere, which was better anyway. I guess in life you just have to give up the search for one thing before you find another that's way better.

That wasn't as random as it sounded...I promise.