Nostalgia waits or do we seek its honey like hive robbers clipping away the sepia toned imagery. Creating a collage of red stringed connections in hopes of discovering patterns in its hidden physics. Examining pieces applied with messy paste of embellishment to cope with hopes of the return of reproducible yesteryears. Validation is never satisfied nor easily distracted as our impairment grows we tire of filtering its reminders that the boxes we have created shrink with us in them. Sure money can create opportunities to fill calendar days with prearranged vacations and theatrics. Yet it isn't natural. A question is asked or an arouma triggers an eclipes as a rising sense accompanies a welcoming invite to share details and laugh honestly at the past of well lived moments. To share is no little thing I can make it as big as I want or I can ignore the call to freely give. I choose to shamelessly embrace the gravity of our subconscious universe as capable of alignments with visuals abstract imprints alive and coursing with reigniting embers seized by impulses magnetic wind driven in an atmosphere sprinkled with the glitter reflection of conscious awareness. No regard for time yielding a tide no compass can follow or plot. We are to be present and absent to the reaction as we glide upon rays to feast on a patch of sweetness among a forest of archives. The rings speak of the souls health and well being. Impossible to take in all thats abundant as its overwhelming what has been grasped by the effect of the unseen work of the spirit of seasons. Such is the quality of the rekindled moment. You don't have to fill your pockets with the same artifact to know, feel, and remember to have loved the experience. All that said to say: I use to live in walking distance from an apartment complex that use to be named Windwood Oaks, fact check me someone. I'd swear under oath to 2 things in my 2 decades in Tampa Bay. #1 that particular location has always been a Hungry Howies and when I lived there without fail they made the best Cheesy Bread Sticks in the county. While the other locations were good that location had the best! #2 I don't care for their pizza menu at all at any location and wouldn't recommend it as a matter of personal taste. Yet, I'd gladly be there thrice a week for them sticks... Take from that what you will. Oh, also HH has the best crews in my opinion overall! Short story (promise.) One of their vending machines was broke when I came to pick up... What?... A) Pizza B) Desert C) Bread Sticks or D) Fake Gold Directions To a Pawn Shop? Anyway I didn't have enough for the cold 2 liter. The guy just gave it to me without a second glance. I gave him a tip.

I love hungry Howie's Pizza, especially their stuffed crust. I used to love Pizza Hut but now I love hungry Howie's and I order it every single time I can. Why I gave it four stars? You ask?? Because they put me on hold for 20 minutes and then hung up on me two times. The third time I called they took my order.