Due to the unforeseen circumstances,
I've become a junkie.
NOT that kind of junkie you're thinking.
Just completely dependent on junk food.
No time to cook is a rubbish excuse.
Packing is depressing.
Moving isn't what I enjoy.
Yet, life is as such.
Second last night in my cozy alcove.
When will I find another rather permanent place?
Till then,
More instant food.
Ugh.
Distaste.
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Positive suggestions help to keep me going. Thanks! :)