Orange juice

I've been craving orange juice. All the time. Orange juice orange juice orange juice. So today at breakfast I broke my kiwi strawberry juice tradition (which itself only a week ago broke the mango bannana passion juice tradition) and went for orange juice. Okay, 2 glasses of orange juice.

At lunch, I broke my birch beer (yes, we have birch beer in our fountain drink machine) tradition and went for orange juice. Okay, 3 glasses of orange juice.

At dinner, I only had one glass, because I was going straight to choir.

Then, just now, a friend and I went to the Wawa across the street. I bought a quart of orange juice. And a bottle of orange mango juice (which I am currently enjoying). And a bottle of peach orange juice.

Now, I've never been a big orange juice person before, but currently I'm in love with it. It's not just citrus (although the orange mango is heaven right now), because I do NOT want lemonade, limeade, "orange drink," or other citrus-type beverages. And I don't really want an orange, straight natural. I want the juice. The juice of the orange. Pulp, no pulp, extra pulp, doesn't matter.

And now I have it. So I'm happy. 

(And wondering how long this craving will actually last.)