Remember Twizzlers? Those yummy, chocolate, gummy-like shoe laces? I haven't had a Twizzler in 30 or more years. Last week, I was in the grocery store and walked down the candy aisle, which I usually avoid. And there they were. And they called out to me and jumped into my cart. And today, late on a Friday afternoon, stuck in my cubicle when it was gloriously warm and sunny outside and I didn't want to be in that cubicle, I revisited my childhood. The photo says it all.