If you want to know what’s stronger in me, my actual hunger after eating a daily averga of 550 calories all week or my anxiety, here’s what’s happening at the moment.
The hamburger place I go to for my Sunday hamburger opens at 10AM but they’re usually not ready to serve hamburgers until 10:30 because idk their… hamburger making machines aren’t ready yet idk, they’re a pastry shop first and foremost so I don’t blame them for not being ready for hamburgers right away.
There’s an even that takes place at one of our memorials today that starts at 10AM. Apart from the fact that I should be there a lot of my co-workers and specifically my two bosses are gonna be there too. That’s fine. BUT the event moves from the statue to an indoor venue and there’ll be this whole fuckin… procession from one place to another and the route they take (it’s like 500m too) is where the hamburger place is. But it’s gonna be quite slow cause there’ll be horses n shit.
They’ll be on that road at 10:30 when I’d be going to get my hamburger but because I don’t want to fucking meet anyone I’m willing to starve another full hour to make sure the whole thing is gone by the time I get there.
And if you’re like “oh but Tia an hour is nothing” yOU DON’T GET IT
YOU DON’T KNOW MY LIFE
Pass Through Fire 