Nothing is forever

I have not had a glass of milk in seven years. It was about the time I went to live abroad for the first time that I stopped drinking milk, but I cannot remember anymore what (or who) it was that made me stop. I cannot even remember my last glass of milk or whether or not I knew at the time that it would be the last.

Out of nowhere came the idea that I should have a glass of milk again. I don't know why, but I just felt like pouring myself a glass of fresh milk. So I did. And it did actually taste quite good.