i'm thinking about the things that i want to do today. it dawns on me that i am too hungry to think. i'm warming up some leftover lasagna in the microwave oven. it is tangy and meaty with the textures still firm, and pliant in all of the right places. it sets my stomach at ease, and my mind at rest.
i'm returning to my room, not hungry anymore. i'm realizing that my feet and hands are too cold to think. for the rest of today, i believe i will sit here and have cold appendages while dreaming of future meals.
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