Another night of fucked up sleep, but that is not new and nothing worth dwelling on here.
However, come 0700 I was starving. In fact, when I woke up at 0500 I was hungry.
It is not often that I wake up hungry. For years I was nauseated by the idea that people ate as soon as they got up.
A story for another day.
I had a bowl of cereal and picked up a book and started to read.
Nope cereal didn’t do the trick; so I got up and made 2 eggs on toast.
With a massive glass of COLD milk!
I am pleasantly full, satisfied. Yet, I want to go and chug another glass of milk!