The comfort zone is such a nice place
There’s a cupboard with Chocolate Hobnobs or German supermarket equivalent Hocolate Chobnobs, and a bag of crisps that are big enough to be described as ‘catering scale’ but because they’re kettle-cooked there is less stigma about eating a whole packet.
I don’t know what’s so wrong with that. But every so often, just when we’re at our most settled and cosy, society or peer pressure or some other force compels us to go out and be uncomfortable.
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