...or the story of How I Ate A Burger and Fries for the First Time in Ages and was Left Unhappy.

McDonalds: The End of an Era

If you'd ask me yesterday, I would have said McDonalds is faultless. My Local outlet kept me alive during university and weekends I couldn't be arsed to cook. I've never turned down a suggestion to go, so on and so forth...

today, it feels like I ate nothing but salt.

Is this what getting old is like? Like when you kinda grow out of the sort of candy consumption you had as a kid?

I'm hoping this is an abberation; i'm hoping i can go for a meal next week and everything will be right with the world.

But for now, the nights seem a lot darker without that bundle of processed meat and saturated fats to shine as a beacon in the dark...