FHD • Day 2

Yesterday became hungry as it wore on. Today I am not hungry at all, but BOY do I feel strange. I mean, who the fuck listens to Chopin nocturnes before 10 am? Kind of just want to go back to bed. But so much to do... Bed. Do. Be-doo be-doo wah-wah, be-doo be-doo wah... Um. Wow. Absolutely an empty head.