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Meatus McPrepuce
The sandwich itself was OK I guess, a philly cheese steak, but just the fact that I'm sitting here eating garbage and wasting away in an empty apartment day after day after day at the age of 39 with no prospect for any sort of escape just really got to me. I wish I could blame it all on the pandemic, and that's a lot of it, but even without the pandemic I have the feeling that I am wasting / have wasted my life and have very little to show for it or to keep me occupied. And sitting on the sofa eating that fucking sandwich with a side of Doritos really hammered home just how miserable I am.
How are you?
How are you?