I don’t like sitting at my dining room table. I have probably eaten there a total of five times since I moved in nearly three years ago.
I usually distract myself during feeding times either on the floor at the coffee table or in front of my computer. Or “bachelor style” standing at the counter. Shit, I’d even rather get crumbs in bed than look at three empty chairs.
I attempted to eat an awesome cheese-and-onion omelet that i made all by myself this morning, and nearly lost my appetite with the overwhelmimg emotion of lonliness.
Didn’t help with iTunes shuffle playing all classic breakup/makeup songs.
Sigh, mama said there’d be days like this. Or else I need to start drinking with breakfast.
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