Thirst
When I was very little and got thirsty, I'd imagine I was in the desert, parched, staggering amid the dunes, aaaaah, for some water! I'd wait as long as I could and then fill a glass from the tap (my oasis) -- it was so delicious, so precious, and I appreciated it so much.
Still do that every now and then.
Still do that every now and then.
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