Finding comfort in good chocolate and the phases of the moon

Finding comfort in good chocolate and the phases of the moon

It’s never nice being cheated, but a sweet surprise offered consolation

A recent trip to London saw me scammed. Not something that has ever befallen me before, but a trusted friend had sent me a link. I was on a No 30 bus, ambling along at peace with the world, wondering how far away London is from gridlock, and my bullshit antenna was in the rest position. The friend was genuine, but the link to a too-good-to-be-true sale was not. Impulsivity and greed are punishing teachers. The financial impact was small, the ripple effects pernicious.

When you’ve been scammed, your instincts go on high alert. You button up and become brittle. Being open and kind requires comfort and safety, no matter what Instagram says. I pulled on my headphones and headed home, thankful for a pre-bought ticket (the only card I had was blocked). The post was there, all bills and bollocks and… a Bare Bones package with new bars within. Respite among the rage.

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