The Lie That Keeps Me Up At Night

I never thought I'd be one to lie about something so small. But there I was at the gallery, talking with Sarah and she asks me if I've been eating my lunch. Said yes cause I always feel guilty buying art supplies while also ordering takeout every day instead of cooking at home. It's just this tiny fib that feels like a mountain when I think about it now though. She probably wouldn't even care. What is wrong with me? That lie has bugged me more than any hookup or kiss ever has.