So as I sit at work really sad that the food store is no longer and all I could get was a yucky sobe and a cookie...YEEEEAH. The thought of death was pretty clear. For some of you who don't know... I can't not eat....that just isn't an option. I die a lot inside when I am even slightly hungry. So I was sitting deciding whether to just rot under the desk and all of the sudden an angelic man comes and say I can have this plate full of food. Right now I am enjoying the sheer drops of heaven.
You can see the frazzled glare is slowly fading. Thank You Heaven.
P.S. I can assure that plate licking will happen.