The Sack Lunch Blues

Every day, I trudge myself to the breakroom, my stomach growling. I open up my container, and it's the same old routine. Ham and cheese sandwich, some of pretzels, and a can of soda. It just doesn't spark joy. I look around at my coworkers, their expressions lit up with delight as they unveil their tasty meals. more info A salad here, a homemade d

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