Step 12 - Sandwich -

Inside a dark box, I melt into one world.
I am not the only traveler here.
Like the pitter-patter of rain just beginning to fall,
a few people stare at the screen in front of them.
The traveler in front of me,
whispering and rustling, huddling their shoulders together.
Ah, that's right, today is Christmas Eve.
I'm the type who can't just say, 'Well, it can't be helped!'
Even though I want to melt into one world, I feel like I'm about to get mixed up
in the worlds of the travelers in front of me.
The traveler behind me,
a big yawn, a pained sound of 'Uuuu-aaa' that
makes me want to turn around involuntarily.
I feel like I'm being dragged into a third world.
So,
the travelers in front and behind are the bread,
and I am the bacon, the lettuce, and the tomato.
I calm myself down with the nonsensical thought that
it wouldn't be delicious without me!

The 120-yen lemonade I bought before I started my journey.
It tasted like the ramune candy I used to eat long ago.
I feel like I lost out somehow.
What words should I use to calm myself down now?