confessions

I feel like there is no better time than now, as an anonymous writer on here, to finally confess that years ago, I stole a mars bar from a campsite shop. 

In my defense, I was heavily under the influence of alcohol at the time, and really needed that mars bar.

Totally understand if any of you feel at all deceived, or want to block me.

You think you know somebody, huh?!

There is nothing more powerful in this world than words.

But did you return to work for that shop years later under a different identity?

Aviator, diver, Etherean, nexialist, PhD in aviation ∩ climate science | Host of /diving /ethfinance /eth-staker /geopolitics /science /singapore /thomas

You'll have to wait for the netflix series to find that out, I'm afraid. 

Now let me wallow in self pity, please.