An actual excerpt from an actual email written by me to one of my actual friends. How she puts up with me, I’ll never know, actually.
The cravings for junk food today are ridiculous. I went to the snack shop at work to get a sugar-free Monster energy drink and all I could see were Doritos! Funyons! Ruffles! Chicken-In-A-Biscuit crackers! And I wanted it all. And for two days in a row I’ve seen people eating Cheez-itz and I think about cutting them and running away with their snack.
But today especially. Except I’m too tired and lack the energy to actually do it, meaning it’s laborious to me to even BREATHE, so I guess they should consider it their lucky day. No cutting = good day. For them anyway. Not for me. Because I’m still without Cheez-itz.