I came home today after a 6 mile run and swimming 50 laps to an empty kitchen - except for one box. One box I've been eyeing for months but refused to even touch. One box that I bought in a moment of weakness, when I was feeling sad, angry, and upset and needed that one thing to make me feel better. That one bit of comfort food.
Today, I made Kraft Macaroni and Cheese in a box and loved every bite. YUMMMMMM.
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