Exactly 2 weeks. A breakfast of golden syrup oatmeal and tangy smoothie is surprisingly quite filling. It is a bit odd to think of how many people find cooked breakfasts an oddity. It's as weird as walking in a home without a bookshelf. Like a toe suddenly missing. But I suppose it doesn't feel like handicap if you've always been like that. Probably makes my pity entirely obscure to them.
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a juicy story is overdue!
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