definitely floaty. the strangeness is nothing unusual, of course.
thought, maybe it’s blood sugar. so, large cream of broccoli soup in a bread bowl. whoever thought of this bread bowl thing is a genius, not only is it sensationally tasty, but a wonderful overall food experience. ripping the soup-soaked bread, carefully around the edges, devouring it with wolflike appetite and making an animal mess of myself.
oh, there is no doubt some sort of reserved, polite way to eat this sort of thing, but i would never bother with it — i like to dig in with my hands.
still a little floaty around the edges, but the soup and bread have formed a warm center of gravity inside me, such a happy thing. i love food.