I found my way to one of the stations' cafeterias, & I've just had my first real meal in years.
It was some sort of Bretonian bovine with a side of a tuber that I couldn't identify.
I loathe to admit this, but I swear it was the best meal I've ever had & it made me cry like a baby right there at the table.
I'm not really ashamed though...Screw the onlookers. It feels good to know that after all this time, In spite of all I've done, that I'm still somewhat human.
