Of Panic and Pastries

13,236 Days Alive

I have a love of oatmeal cream pies that defies explanation. I hate oatmeal, on the whole. The texture, the smell, whatever. But oatmeal cream pies? Yum!

I had one today, in the post-panic attack energy crash. It kinda helped, but I also ate real food with it.

I don’t want to talk about why.

In fact, I just want to go crochet. I’m going to do that.

Take your meds, folks.

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