Ask yourself this - if your favourite restaurant closed - would you stop eating?

Monday morning. 6:30am. The alarm you optimistically set the night prior, right before two hours doom-scrolling a questionable mix of babies, dogs, and incurable diseases - is now screaming at you to get up and go to work.

You briefly consider using your newfound medical ‘expertise’ to call in sick. 

Then you remember, the one thing that always gets you through.