A year ago, when I was at home, I became a masticating machine. My mom stacked the pantry from string cheese, to animal crackers, to cold steak cuts from the night before. Damn I miss that.

Now im flatting in apartments in New Zealand I only have healthy filling options like oatmeal and cereal. I eat till im full but its so boring I dont want more.

I always feel grotty when im burnt out and bloated full so I dont mind