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I’ve been coping with prolonged malaise lately by eating a lot of yogurt, generally —albeit not aways— with granola and banana. Although any fruit will do. Even meals that otherwise would not include yogurt I’ve been putting yogurt in. But yogurt for breakfast has really been doing a number for me, feels difficult to succumb to listless grief when those tender moments of solitude are underscored by roughly one and a half cups of yogurt. I do not mean to diminish or trivialize the depth of your misery in saying this, but have you tried eating yogurt?
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🥣It always comes back to some kind of yogurt for me. The chobani greek yogurt drinks are my favorite (they have ones with extra protein if you need something even more filling). I also have cycled through chobani flips, the regular fruit flavored greek yogurts with granola on top, peach yoplait, even gogurts at a dire time. I don't love the tartness and texture of greek yogurt but it tends to be much higher in protein than the regular ones. If it's particularly bothering me some morning I'll mix in a spoon of half and half or whatever creamer I have on hand and it really helps with both. But yet another reason why I prefer the drinks.
Warm peanut butter toast is another go to, someone else recced already but I'd like to second.
Or toasted blueberry bagel with cream cheese.
I am now realizing that none of these fit the requirements you've outlined. My apologies.
Warm peanut butter toast is another go to, someone else recced already but I'd like to second.
Or toasted blueberry bagel with cream cheese.
I am now realizing that none of these fit the requirements you've outlined. My apologies.
Jun 18, 2025
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😃i took a break from you recently. with the move taking up so much of my energy and my anxiety spinning up, i relied on other, quicker breakfast foods. but i love you and think you’re fantastic. i used you this morning to make my favorite breakfast, a staple i’ve missed these past few weeks.
Sep 17, 2024
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⭐Been feeling like shit lately and trying to switch up the snacks. This is a fun one. Throw granola and honey in there. Fuck it
Feb 1, 2024
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🌅Today I had the displeasure of working what was — likely — one of the worst services I have ever worked. Quite literally ran out of half the menu, an eighty-six list which had to tuck its tail between its legs and resort to a series of columns. The abhorred culmination of a week’s worth of missing food deliveries paired alongside a kitchen which itself is teeming with new staff. In short, it was a putrid, vile, sickening mess.
In the wake of walking homeward from this wretched workday I have retired myself to my kitchen floor, wrecked.Stripped of my work clothes I feel as if a starfish in an ocean of granite (or whatever tiles are made of), reptilian minded delight. Here I lie, a cold sensation across my backside and the gentle singing of wind-chimes in my ears. The stress of the day is dissipating into the grout beneath me and I cannot help but think: maybe it’ll all be okay.
In the wake of walking homeward from this wretched workday I have retired myself to my kitchen floor, wrecked.Stripped of my work clothes I feel as if a starfish in an ocean of granite (or whatever tiles are made of), reptilian minded delight. Here I lie, a cold sensation across my backside and the gentle singing of wind-chimes in my ears. The stress of the day is dissipating into the grout beneath me and I cannot help but think: maybe it’ll all be okay.
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On these horrid morrows wherein one awakes feeling utterly ghoulish it is easy to let oneself slip into a quite negative headspace. The Monster Mash reminds us that even the most vile of beast deserve a little joy.
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☕️Recently (i.e. within the last several weeks), I have found myself increasingly indulging in taking multiple coffees throughout my morning. This blooming habit marks a departure from the typical taking of a singular morning coffee, a ritual I have found myself engrossed within the maw of for years, what does this mean?
I suspect this departure is not just a departure from a familiar habit but an abandonment ritual propriety. Meaning, that the taking of my morning coffee has ceased to be a habit borne solely from the love of the ritual itself but rather (and more sinisterly) a habit borne from a genuine need of caffeination before I commence my day proper.
The why of this transition from love of ritual to need of substance can be chalked up to multiple factors. Unfortunately, none of these factors are all too interesting. And further, the point here is not one of why. My point is simply to remark what has already been stated, that I — like many — have become somebody who needs their morning coffee, I am dependent on the substance, a portion of own agency surrendered to this habit. The ritual propriety of the event has become of secondary importance to the substance itself. Agency sacrificed for pleasure or maybe for some grander feeling of productiveness. Not all too chuffed.
Jul 19, 2025