May 13th 2020
Today I treated myself to a dirty chicken burger and almost immediately regretted it. Double fried chicken, bacon, halloumi, chilli salsa, rocket. Side of fries. It sounded good. It was good, but it was also bad.
I’d had a tough day and felt like treating myself, okay?
Also, by the time I decided I couldn’t be bothered to cook, and then found something I wanted to order, and then had it delivered, it was like 9:30pm by the time I ate.
I feel like I would have appreciated it more in different circumstances. Also, if I’d’ve chewed it. I wolfed it down in 30 seconds flat.
Until tomorrow, my stomach hurts.