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.

Navigating the world of finance by day, pondering its flaws by night. ETH Maxi