Daily story, September 7, 2025

By the time the pizzas arrived everyone had already left. I was feeling pretty sick about the way the party had ended so I ate one in about three minutes. Then I was feeling pretty sick about the way I ate it, so I put the rest in the outside bin. Then I felt pretty sick about wasting them, so I got them out again. I sat and looked at the stack of greasy boxes, and I realised there wasn’t a thing I could do with them that I would be happy about.