Gluttony
The day was filled with the brisk stinging serpant of the cold wind as it sand it's teeth into my skin, chilling my veins to the bones. I was struck with terror as the day began as 12:49 PM with nothing to do but sit around my house. My very soul was struck with the thought of being trapped for twelve hours inside my very own house as I would wait the day out. My psyche screamed out to me, " What the hell are you doing dammit!? Call the bros and hoes for pantyhose or something. Come on big guy, we can't just chill here," but the terror had already sweeped in and took it's toll on me. The rattler has gotten me I thought as I sat in front of my illuminated typing screen and began to rot away.