Cooking my aquarium

My writing often helps me reflect on my life. Sometimes, my short literary notes even teach me little life lessons. Today, my writing gave me a small epiphany and a good belly laugh. Proofread, proofread, and proofread again. I just reread on old post where I had listed my hobbies, blah, blah, blah, cooking my fish tank. No, I don't like to pan sear my aquarium. I can only imagine some full-blown aquarium aficionado, calling me into the SPCA. The absence of a comma; and the meaning changed. The absence of that small symbol and misunderstanding. The comma-a short pause. Ah, the difference of one little comma. Good thought for life. Stop and take the time to check for commas. A short breath to surmise the full statement. Now, maybe I should go back and re-read all my writings. I could use some more life lessons.