Say one thing about today, say it feels like tomorrow.
I stare at my fridge that feels like it's been stuffed by a maniac hoarding for the apocalypse because how does one stop themselves from going full mental at the wet market and that was my mistake because I will be gone for ten days come next week and that means I have to finish al the crazy produce I've greedily bought by Saturday.
Alright, it won't be easy but not impossible and so gear up for heaps upon heaps of vegetables because roughage is all it's going to be at the next few days.
What did I get myself into?
I stare at my fridge that feels like it's been stuffed by a maniac hoarding for the apocalypse because how does one stop themselves from going full mental at the wet market and that was my mistake because I will be gone for ten days come next week and that means I have to finish al the crazy produce I've greedily bought by Saturday.
Alright, it won't be easy but not impossible and so gear up for heaps upon heaps of vegetables because roughage is all it's going to be at the next few days.
What did I get myself into?
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