And I never learn...

Happened again...

It hurts really bad when your faith gets betrayed, even if the faith is a blind one invested in strangers. Even then, I know I will just try again anyway. It's not that I'm a very optimistic person; I'm not. But I just want so much to believe in the goodness of humanity sometimes. And maybe because I can't grasp what would drive people to the extent of rummaging through the contents of others' belongings, and take away that little source of joy or two...

I don't know if it's delayed gratification or just lack of appetite (yeah right) or just a sort of self-punishment/reward issue, but I always buy things and never eat it until a while later. Often by then, it's been... taken, shall we say it nicely.

Borough market brownie, hall dinner, 1 jolly spring, 1 small tub b&js, chocolate pudding, cheese spread. Wonder what lucky item would join this list next...

Sigh.

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~