Firstly, I’m fine. I’m not blowing hobos in dark alleys for a pint of Skim Milk (and yes… I totally get the implied joke here, but I’m deliberately avoiding it. Just so you know.) Now, in the spirit of full-disclosure, I *am* writing this while I drink a glass of milk. What? I *like* milk. I swear I do! It has nothing to do with anything else but I like it. A lot.
As for my previously mentioned breakdown… I’ve put all of that back in the box that was in the far reaches of my mind, again. I don’t want to feel it. So I’m going back to pretending I don’t know. For now, it’s the safest thing I can manage, for my own health.
So here I was, minding my own business, surfing the internet when I stumble upon this:
Cheese addiction is real! This chick says so!
But then, I see this:
Another site about cheese addiction!
I’m not even kidding, folks…. this might be an epidemic.
The moral of the story? Despite what you may have not believed in the past from my previous post about dairy addictions, it’s happening. It’s real. Ones upon tens of people succumb to their dairy addiction every decade or so (give or take a few years). But 7 out of 10 million tell the real story.
So when you see that girl who looks strung out and sad wandering aimlessly around the grocery store, point her toward the milk. That’s what she’s there for anyway.