I really don't want to eat bread everyday, but today I missed you very much as every day, I gotta make a record of today. I roamed at the bread section, to check the dates on them. I stayed there for one or two minutes. Then a lady with full head of pretty white hair stood next to me, picked up a bag of bread, gave it to me, saying something I didn't get, but she pointed at the date, natural as if I'm someone she's known for a long time. Maybe she wanted to tell me this bread was guaranteed fresh, today's date. I've tried that bread before, I didn't like it much, it was half cheaper though. And the date on the tag is not well printed, sort of smeared. But I still took it, because I trusted her choice, who had tried much more breads than me. We don't speak the same languages, we don't have the same cultural background, howbeit it feels warm to get a bag of bread choosen by her, like she is afraid I get cheated in the world full of breads. Thank you.