On pulling weeds

I spent 45 minutes after I got home today out in the garden area pulling weeds. It seems odd to say but there is a certain primal satisfaction for me pulling weeds. No music. No noise. It’s a calming thing to do. The odd thing was my reaction upon smelling someone’s dinner cooking on the grill. The smell of grilling meat was almost overpowering in that moment and I almost started to salivate. I was so mindless in the action of pulling weeds that I had this other primal reaction to the smell of food. It was an odd experience to be sure.

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