The Hunger
I have this problem. The hungrier I get, the less concentration I can muster, and incidentally, the harder it is for me to make any food decisions. Right now, after a long day at work, I am starving. STARVING. Granted, I have no right to complain about things because I won’t die from this, but still.
The hungrier I get, the less I can make decisions on food, the longer time I get to decide, the hungrier I get, etc. It’s not a very good cycle. It’s actually a bit inconvenient.
Posted on Monday October 4th
About me
I am just another kid trying to find his place, but four lang of thousands of miles, 4.20 languages, twenty odd years, and several guitars later, I still don't know where that is. But I will keep searching, and maybe I'll start getting an idea. This coil is just brimming with wanderlust. Nomad. Vagabond. Call me what you will.
This here is my little fledgling blog. Equal parts punching bag, confessional, and exhibit, but all thoughtspace. I'm gonna try to play around with layout and content until something works. I've never had one, so we'll see how this experiment goes.
