>>13566010
It was a sad and pathethic day. Anon had not gone outside for an entire day, deciding to spend it all in the shade. Probably he was lacking Vitamin D, and didn't even realize it. Slowly, he had grown weak, dreaming of being an author of incredible short stories. But little did he realize, that a fit mind is only found in a fit body, and his route of bad thinking took form. Little did he think about eating healthy or being physically active, only on how to ask the Tunesian Shakshouka Cooking Forum TM he visited for advice and lazy shortcuts in life. It was his escapism, for he did not want to acknowledge how badly he had fucked up in life. So he doubled down, a moderately succesful career as a manager did not get him excited anymore, it's either become the best short story author in the world, or nothing at all. He wanted to shoot from the basement to the moon, but little did he know how hard it would be.