Magic noodles

[vaneramos]

Another reason why I know my mother is trying to slowly destroy me: she taught me certain appetities. I just surrendered to the siren call of the Kraft Dinner in my cupboard, cooking and ingesting an entire box, minus packaging, with a few celery sticks for lunch.

I hear words echoing in my head, something about carbohydrates in autumn, but can't quite remember. Now I am becoming sleepy, very sleepy.