I've been having a wonderful day off from work - just a day off for writing and drawing and relaxing...a little birthday present to myself.
So it was getting on 6 o'clock, and I'd done a little of this and a little of that. I'd had a pretty low key, awesome day.
But I felt like crap.
How could this be? This could be because, ridiculously, I had forgotten to eat any food beyond my breakfast tea and egg.
I had no other food in the house and no cash in my wallet, so I stumbled to the nearest takeout place that would accept credit cards and, armed with my debit card, purchased some soup and stir fried asparagus, etc...
And as soon as I ate, I felt ten times better, sorta like a human again.
The moral of this story? Don't forget to eat, kids.
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