Days gone by week my diet has contains chicken noodle soup, saltine crackers, hot chocolate, and popcorn. I was stuck in bed battling a terrible cold; and I think I ate about three giant bags of coughing drops. At one point I even went to the supermarket in my own pajamas because I used to be too lazy to improve. I don’t know it was strange, I sensed like if I didn’t possess ginger ale my life would end or something. Clearly my fever made me a tiny delusional and a lot of dramatic. – DELTA ENDURING TAROT