Only three more hours of work today...must...keep...going... Comforting myself with spoonfuls of Nutella: sweet, loving comfort in a tub. Is this how compulsive eating begins? Life feels better with hazelnut chocolate smoothness on my tongue...
This reminds me of my brief, lusty relationship with prescription cough syrup (yes, I actually did need it and dumped out the remainder when I no longer needed it, not before sighing very deeply and longingly). Those were rosy times. Some of that would make the rest of this work day coast on by all laid back and breezy-like. Ah, yeah... But for now, Nutella it is.
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Nutella...that just does not surprise me. I used to go to a theatre camp in high school, where most of the kids were so addicted to the stuff that they created ways to wear a jar around their necks so it would be accessible (actors *sigh*). There just seems to be a connection between some people and that magical "hazelnut spread with skim milk and cocoa."
I've never bought any...just in case I may become an addict...true story.
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