November 17th, 2020 – 783

I need to stop medicating myself with air fried Mars bars. Yes they’re *technically* more healthy than their deep fried counterparts but they taste the same for a reason, and it’s not because they’re unclogging my arteries. But hey, I’m still in a weird place, what can you do. Probably why I have no intention of getting an early night. Writing might be done but I’m just, out of sorts. I don’t know.