Is it possible to go on a journey with food? Because I am still going on a journey with food. I bought props and everything!

I told my Santa that I had recently gone through a divorce and I was moving - so I would appreciate any comfort food I could get. It's nice to curl up with a book and cheetos.

Jeez did I get some snacks! I hadn't been in the flat but a week when a giant box showed up at my door! I attempted to use the cat for reference but she wasn't very cooperative so Mr Penguin was my go-to. Look at it! Towering over him.

And then look at him on the bed! It was going to be me covered in snacks but there was literally no room. There was so much. There still is so much! My entire summer, from Kool-Aid to BBQ sauce, is contained in there and (and again, I know this sounds sappy) I'm going to make memories with all of it. Share Kool-Aid with new friends! BBQ chicken with my house mates! Admittedly munch on oreos while I watch Netflix and be sad and single. But there is literally a future in a box of snacks. How did that happen?

(I also had to take a brief dentist break. Looking at the box longingly for a week while they poked around in there! Not fair)

I know people like to say 'Santa came through' but this time I really feel like 'Santa understood'. There has been a lot of crying recently but reading the letter enclosed made me feel...like someone else was out there and I wasn't so alone. We all do these exchanges with love and for fun and sometimes we just have to realise just what a difference we make, and what a connection you can make, with the person on the other end of that exchange. And you have Santa. Thank you.

I couldn't think of anything adequate to say thank you, so I bought a singing flag and made the peeps perform before being consumed. I hope you like!